Saturday, January 02, 2010

New Year's Wishes

Harold rang in the new year with Lucy and Jasfoup on the East patio with her mother watching, unseen, from the shadows. To be fair, it was Barghela the gargoyle doing the actual ringing and Harold just took credit for it. With his five-year old daughet wrapped up tight against the hard frost, he and Jasfoup lit a dozen floating lanterns, sending them up into the night sky until they were just an orange speck in the distance, lost against the gibbous moon.

"Make a wish," he said as each lantern filled with warm air and rose. "We can send these directly to heaven."

Lucy squeezed her eyes shut to wish each time, then scoured the skies for any signs of a pegasus of her very own.

4 comments:

aims said...

So very sweet. So childlike. You've touched that and brought it forward.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thank you.
I think I was channelling Lucy when I was letting them off!

stephanie said...

*sighs* This one really is so touching.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thanks Stephanie :)