Soul Thief

"And that is why the sun rises and sets every day," Bunni's grandmother told her.

Bunni was deeply unsatisfied with this story.

"But what about Oberon?" she asked. "Is he happy? Doesn't losing the love of his life still upset him? And do we finally have our souls back, Nana?"

"Bunny you are far too inquisitive," Nana laughed. "It's just a story."

"It's just a story," Bunni said.

But Bunni knew better.

"Indeed. Now get some sleep. If you wake up early enough you might see Mira pulling up the sun," Nana said.

Nana kissed Bunni's forehead and turned off the lights.

Bunni knew Mira didn't pull up the sun. And Bunni knew Oberon was still greatly devastated. And sometimes Bunni feared Nana's soul hadn't been returned yet.

She crept out of bed and pulled open the window.

She peered out at the starry night sky, looked around to see if Oberon was nearby collecting any souls.

Alas, there was nothing, and no one to believe her anyway. But Bunni was sure the Wolf in the dark cloak was still out there somewhere, and beside him his daughter Vida laughing and creating life.

It is very late, Bunni, why are you not asleep?
End Of Story