The Green Ribbon Story Novels & Stories

There was no dishwasher, so she plugged one side of the sink and turned on the hot water, squirting some Joy into the basin before she slid the pile of dishes in. With her back to her grandmother, she began to wipe the dishes, hoping the story would continue to unfold. It did. “Ribbon was her name, that one friend of Sera’s who especially didn’t seem to mind making up stories on her behalf. There were others, but I trusted Ribbon. I thought if she told me Sera was with her, she was.” Ru glanced back over her shoulder. Nana had her hand propped up on a fist, her elbow on the table. She looked more solemn than Ru’d ever seen her, and she wondered if perhaps she shouldn’t have asked.

His training and skills were far beyond her own experience. She reached out and grabbed her staff from its corner spot in her room. She examined it quickly; its braided threads of different colors wrapped the top, with a small, vibrant red ribbon chain with a brilliant, blue feather, given to her by a Ribon. The Ribons were beautiful birds of vibrant reds, blues and greens. Their songs were of even tones and lovely tunes to the ears. Laylan had spent many days in the forest listening and watching the Ribons. She took her staff, and then turned out of her room.

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