It can not be…..

Alaana whispers. The toys circling around her. Zara is nearly with her. “IT CAN NOT BE!!!!!!!” Alaana suddenly shouts. The toys drop around her. Alaana turns her head towards Zara. “It can not be!!! she sobs. Zara sits down besides her and takes the girl into her arms. “Sht little one. It will be alright. It is nothing bad no matter what they have told you.” “I don’t want to be like that. I do not want to be like that.” The girls body shakes. She holds Zara so hard it hurts her. “They were right! I….I….” the words are overtaken by sobbs.
Zara keeps holding her and rocks her like a little child. She remembers the song her grandma sung to her when she was upset: “Be healed my child be healed” she humms. “There’ll be three days of rain and three days pain.” she starts singing hushed. “There’ll be three days of sun and three days of fun and you’ll be happy all over again!”
The girl calms down in her arms and relaxes. Zara keeps rocking and has a look around.

To the right is a tight path along high grey rocks where she came from. On the other side of the path is a row of light yellow larches. She was walking on most of their needles when she came along the path. Zara leans back on the warm stone. She has to hold her hand over her eyes to see but Alaana stirs so she keeps it down. ….

She stands there…

…. for a while. The bird gets smaller and smaller. Her eyes follow it until it reaches the horizon where a long turquoise line flashes along the end of the land. “Is that the sea?????” Zara wonders as she starts running up the stairs. She can not see more of it as the staircase follows the hills around erecura’s sanctuary. But she can see the dark green of the lake below with white freckles of swans. She can also see the burning red of the roses down below which plays with the lakes colours. From the stairs she can hardly see the  huts around the lake as their colours hide them perfectly on the ground. She catches a short glimpse of the now broader turquoise line but turns to the left. She runs again but then stops abruptly. There is a little plateau reaching out into the landscape. There are wooden toys of all colours spread around and Alaana sitting in the middle hugging a nearly black toy wolfhound. The wooden toys start flying and circling around her but stop suddenly and fall. A bit later the same starts. This happens on and off as Zara carefully comes closer.

Zara stands at the lakes shore….

… she watches Alaana run up the marble staircase on the other side. The waves calmly hit on the grass and make a gurgling noise. The Swans have flown up as Alaana rushed by but now are settling down again. A light breeze let the bushes murmur.”She’ll be alright!” Isagora says from behind Zara who turns back towards her. “No she won’t. She just learned that her parents are not her parents! It seems people everywhere like to decide over children’s lives before they even started!” her voice is calm but its darkness feels threatening. “You can not avoid destiny. That is one important truth adults try to teach their children!” “But we can try!” Zara’s eyes glare. Isagora smiles at her: “Yes you can try! She tries to hide in her favourite spot. Please follow her she trusts you!” Zara just shakes her head. “How can she have a favourite spot here? She has never been here!” “Zara” Isagora lays a light hand on Zaras shoulder “Alaana was born here. There is a spot to the left of the stairs up where the outside door is. You can see all the land up there. She used to experiment up there. Please go and stay with her!” Isagora’s ernest face supresses Zara’s anger. “I know she needs me” she sighs and starts running back up to the path around the lake.