A Memoriam of Trees
I, Alexandre Savoie, alias Romantyke or David Mathenge, claims ownership to this story. Also, readers would be welcomed to give away a donation.
This is part eleven of Memoriam of Tree. Now, before I begin, I have to say I have already finished this whole story, and will send it to Nifty in due time. Keep in mind, though, that this story has fifteen parts and is the first overall part of a complete story I plan on continuing. I have been abroad for a whole month, and I had finished it by the time I was back here in Canada.
Now, please, enjoy.
June 21st 2009 Vallee-de-la-Rouge Mont-Tremblant Quebec, Canada
It was a very odd feeling to be able to speak to Vinbieth. Todd had his part as well. We felt like we kept a talisman.
I was walking back home from a trail blazing job, when I came upon young Amethyst. Sitting outside her own cabin, she was working on a beautiful pink dress. Of course, Amethyst had graduated, thus making her an official guest to the upcoming Graduation Ball which would take place by tomorrow evening. Everyone on the farm had been invited to attend.
Amethyst was very proud of the work she did on her dress. It was, indeed, a magnificent gem of a dress. Perhaps old fashioned, but infinitely more beautiful than all the modern ones which would be weared at the ball by the other girls.
For supper, Catherine had made a chock full meal. Result of the first crop harvesting from our fields. After. I helped Patrick do the dishes, even if he did not speak to me, at all. He was in a surly mood since the morning after the foalbirth of beautiful Alice.
Alice had grown into a fully grown up horse, and was able to fly for hours. After trying several times to tame her with Mr Berthochi's best horsetamers, Catherine had given up. Anyway, Alice had turned out to answer to myself, and myself only. Catherine was thinking it might have been the result of Alice seeing me first as she was born.
After a shower, I went to my bedroom, where Todd was making a fire. But Patrick came in very fast and shouted at him, saying that summer was back and making a fire in this weather was useless. Todd put out the fire and went to bed with me, grumbling and mumbling.
The handjob I gave him calmed him down. And when it came to the blowjob, his black dick gave powerful contractions which ejected his semen onto my tongue. We were alseep soon after, my head resting on his chest and my arm passing around him.
The next evening arrived very fast, and as we all waited for Amethyst to arrive in the entrance hall, I was nervously smoking cigarette after cigarette. I hate crowds. The Ball would definitely be a stressful time.
There was a soft rustle from the stairs, and we all turned about.
There, standing in the top of the staircase, was Amethyst. But she did not look like the Amethyst everyone was used to. Her hair was not all bushy and worn from farmwork. Her face no longer full of mound earth stains. Away was her usual apron and worn clothes.
No... her hair was clean, and waved around her face, which was beautifully makeuped and shone with excitation. Most beautiful of all was her pink dress.
She was, in a word, stunning.
As we all applaused her, however, we had no idea... no idea how Amethyst was very worried. And about what? About the girls at school, who always mocked her appearance. Treating her as a wretched peasant.
The Ball was taking place in the Town Hall. It had a huge ballroom that could contain several hundred of people.
Many people were already in front of the doors leading to the insides. We all arrived with our several buggies and horseys. Amethyst's parents, Luc and Shelley, got down, and gave their last daughter the hand to disembark and touch ground.
There was a sudden hush. And Amethyst's face, smiling a second ago, suddenly blanched.
' Dear, go! ' said Shelley, who did not notice what happened.
Amethyst made some steps down the limestone path. Three girls her age barred her way. Their dresses were far less beautiful than Amethyst's. The girls themselves looked far less admirable than her, even.
' We told you not to come here, Peasant! ' shouted the girl who seemed the leader of the three. ' Who are you to decide this? ' retorted Luc. ' You are very rude, young girl! ' added Shelley.
Both parents were beside Amethyst, flanking their daughter.
' You must be her parents? ' sneered the girl. ' You all are dressed in rags! ' 'Rags? ' repeated Amethyst. ' I made this dress! ' ' That's right, and to be honest, it looks far better than yours! ' said Shelley.
It was a mistake. The girl blanched, not with shame, but with livid rage.
' See what I make of young Peasant's old rags! '
She tucked at the beautiful pink dress's sleeve and pulled hard, tearing it down.
Under everyone's eyes, that malevolent girl dared attack another girl during an official Ball!
She was not done. Next, she grabbed the shawl, and ripped it too.
Taking their leader's offensive, the other two girls attacked the dress as well.
It went fast, and perhaps it was so shocking for everyone, because nobody tried to intervene.
When the three girls were done, Amethyst's dress was destroyed beyond any repair. The shreds were scattered all around her. And poor Amethyst was just standing there, petrified.
Nobody sitting in the carriages had dared to move. Without further ado, the three girls already went inside for the ball, as did everyone of the other guests. Most of them laughing. However, no one from our farm had dared to move at all.
Amethyst then started to run. She was running and crying. She was angry, she was in pain, and she was deeply ashamed. People in the streets all looked at her. Amethyst did not even stop to apologise when she bumped into an old woman.
I got down the carriage and ran after her.
' Amethyst! AMETHYST! '
It took me a while to catch her. The sight of her broke my heart. She was on her knees, her face in an handkerchief, crying all the tears of her heart.
I knelt down beside her. She refused to let me touch her.
Desperation came over me.
Then, it was this moment I decided to call for a wish. Amethyst needed to be saved. I stood up, looked at the sky, and cried my appeal.
' Vinbieth! Hear my plea! I want Amethyst here to have the best evening of her life tonight! '
At first, nothing happened, and Amethyst looked up at me, her expression showing clearly that I sounded like a fool.
But suddenly...
The surroundings began to disappear, and suddenly, blue shining butterflies came out from thin air and swirled around Amethyst. Her face became blank. As if she had no conscious self. Pink stardust surrounded the shredded skirt of her dress. Astounded, I watched as the blue butterflies brought sky blue stardust to the dress. Amethyst gave a swirl, which made the dress lightly float all around her... and lo! As Amethyst gave another swirl, the dress was completely different! The skirt gave an enormously gorgeous float, dotted with thousands of sky blue shining sarowski diamonds. The sight almost blinded me. Amethyst's hair, which has been ruffled by the girls, was completely remade into a complicated medieval torsade coiffure. And her shoes were no longer the ruby slippers she had earlier, but magnificent silver slippers, each decorated with a beautiful butterfly. The flying shining butterflies ceased to move as they landed on her crinoline shoulders.
The magic was done. The surroundings were back on sight, and Amethyst was blinking. She looked down at the dress, and she almost fainted. It was just so incredible. Even I, already used to magic now, was astounded by this Cinderella inspired transformation. Amethyst was now really no longer herself at all. She looked like the most beautiful princess ever to have existed.
' My! My goodness! ' she gasped.
She then looked at me.
' It's beautiful! Maxime! Did you do this for me? '
I just found myself to say :
' Yes. Consider this as your womanhood gift. ' ' It's magic! Ohh! Thank you so much! '
Time was short now. The ball opening would begin at any time now.
' Come on, now, please. We will be late! '
But back at the Town Hall, Vinbieth appeared to have exerted a piece of magic as well. Everyone from the barn was gone, except Todd. But Todd was no longer himself as well. His original dress robe had been transformed into a medieval like royal costume. His hair had grown and were attached as a ponytail. He even had a monocle. He looked even more handsome than ever before. When he saw Amethyst, his jaw dropped.
' Amethyst?... ' he faltered.
Smiling, Amethyst merely nodded to him and went on the limestone path to the doors. Todd then turned to me.
' It was Vinbieth? ' he asked
' Later, baby. We have to be there for her, now... It seems like only the two of us will be there to enjoy this magic evening. You have to be her dance partner. Go on. The rest is up to you. '
' Those girls will be jealous of Amethyst for sure now... '
' Well, let's just say that magic always come when help is needed. '
' Like in all fairy tales. '
' Which in this case, is certainly not. Go now, Todd, and be the princess's prince. '
To be continued...
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