Porthole

My friend is a fairy fox

30DBC: CREATION SATURDAY! Put on your creative thinking caps *Smile*

You're headed down to Imagination Station to pick up your imaginary friend.

Tell us about the friend - is it human? Humanoid? Animal? Talking banana? Three-headed monster who's afraid of heating blankets? What's their story? Likes/Dislikes? What name do they answer to? Why are they in your life?

Don't forget to tell us how your friend ended up at the station in the first place!

He's NOT imaginary!

He... got caught in a time warp and after one thousand years in stasis his papers are just a tad old.

And now you accuse me of what?

How could he not be in my life! You know nothing about fairies or foxes or fairy foxes... How dare you!

We're bound to each other across time and space. He says I helped him a thousand years ago... as if I would remember... or care. But when I look into his eyes...

After a lifetime of hurt I have strong barriers I hide behind. I trust no one. But... I can't doubt that way he looks at me... as if... as if I would have been okay if he had been here all along.

He tells me, "I'm here now."

Okay... but trusting is new to me. And having a friend is new to me. And... don't EVER tell me I don't deserve to be protected! I've waited a lifetime thinking someone was out there. Now I'm not sure what I think.

He says, "Don't think."

I look into his eyes... and merely nod my head.

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