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| chapter two * 'Friendz' The fire crackled invitingly as I stood by the fireplace and warmed my hands, while my friend poured fresh dandelion coffee... We sunk down into comfy seats and began exchanging stories. I looked around the room. It was just as it always was Pill and Potions lined the shelves..along with books and plants and special 'treasures' - each one telling a story of their own. Pik reached over and picked up his 'corn-cob' pipe and his tobacco.. I loved watching this routine. He always gave it a couple of sharp raps on the table to empty the remnants of the previous session. He looked over towards me quizzically, an unmistakable twinkle in his eye, ..and gestured that perhaps i would like to try out the ol' pipe.I shook my head and declined.. I remembered only too well the last time I tryed some of his 'special' tobacco.. I was confined to bed for two days..conviced that 'pink elephants' were flying about the room.... He chuckled to himself when I reminded him of this experience. It wasn't long before he was puffing away on his pipe. The room soon filled with the delicious smell of herbs and spices. I could feel myself drifting off to sleep... Ahhh..this was the life I thought to myself... Next minute, I heard Pik bustling about in the kitchen. I stood up and looked over to where Pik was working...there were pots and pans everywhere ..ingredients were spilled on the flloor..he was having a grand time...cooking up his favourite dish. He explained that he'd been out that very morning and collected fresh mushrooms and herbs especially for tonights feast. It wasn't long before we were seated at the table and tucking into what Pik called 'smush'. Topped off with a Raspberry Pie and a bottle of Fejoa Wine. * We cleaned up the mess in the kitchen, and decided to turn in for the night. Pik lit two lanterns and passed one to me. He led the way through the hole in the wall...and down a narrow passage..and then up a flight of stairs.. * |
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| 'Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart and soul.' |
| to be continued... |