Good morning @Exoplanet
I am going to make an effort to respond to your beautifully written post..
@Arizona @LostAngel
just letting you know how the story telling can flow and continue on this thread..
The little girl with no name did like not having a name...She was used to spending many hours on her own without any conversation from humans..She felt that she did not really need a name...
Her creature friends all spoke to her in their own style...also not needing names for themselves..
The little girl felt far more comfortable with creatures than with humans...
When she was free to roam and frolic wherever she chose without being noticed by the humans within the castle...she felt so much more comfortable with herself..
She had some very interesting conversations with Little Bee buzzing close by ....the buzzing being interpreted as the same as purring from a cat....invoking a sense of calm and acceptance...
Horrace the bat had his own unique language...again..she felt safe to be herself..
The cook who offered such scrumptious food...always had a warm smile for her despite how busy she was...
There was not much conversation between the two as Cook worked so very hard...Cook also had to abide by the rules of the Castle ...Cook needed her position there at the same time loving what she was doing..
Gumnut her piano teacher encouraged the little girl with her lessons ...
Her fingers caressed the keys of the piano more gracefully now and musical notes were beginning to emerge creating the music that filled the castle with serenity.
The castle walls seemed to lean forward...listening intently...soaking in the warmth from the musical notes..
At times though.. they abruptly jumped back into position when a screech came from the big shiny black piece of furniture that was such a peculiar shape..The screech followed by much muttering and grumbling from the little girl with no name...Then a loud bang as the top part of the big shiny black piece of furniture with a peculiar shape was slammed down suddenly....The little girl with no name stomping off to her room..
Ballet lessons had commenced...The little nameless girl was actually starting to enjoy the feeling as she stretched her legs and pivoted on her toes..
It had all seemed far too difficult and impossible when watching her teacher..
The little girl with no name was starting to feel a sense of accomplishment as she was noticing the playing on the piano and stretching exercises at a bar on the wall were matching each other....
Vanessa her ballet teacher also had a mischievous side which she shared only with the nameless little girl..
This was what had helped the girl the most..
After lessons..Vanessa would utter sssshhhhh. place her finger in front of her lips...grasp the tiny hand of the little girl and skipping wildly led them both outside..
Vanessa knew of secret doors ...How thought the little girl?...no matter...this is fun...
They scrambled through dark areas where they had to crawl due to low ceilings...
They emerged the other side as though coming out of a cave...
This exit was nearby to the woodland..
They scurried off through the trees where they could hear much chatter and laughing..
Guided by Vanessa....they carefully observed from behind a tree..
The cat with the slanted sleek blue eyes was playing...chasing a baby deer...they were frolicking about making all sorts of delightful sounds having such fun..
There was a rustle in the woodlands close by to where Vanessa and the little girl were..
Next...the branches of a tree moved....parted and a bird was observed...This bird started to slowly laugh...the laugh increasing in volume...this was infectious...
next Vanessa and the nameless little girl found themselves laughing out of control....
@Arizona
@LostAngel
would you like to be a deer, or a kookaburra?
Or choose your own character?
Or still wanting to observe?
No pressure at all..
Sophia
