The boy looked outside the window and saw the dancing leafs, lead in the cold embrace from the north wind. Holding his box, he started to remember old times, that one special day in specific. Where he met her. Well, he just stood there in a trench coat and waited for this pen pal to arrive. So many letters where exchanged and so many communication done, sometimes only with pen drawing. The boy really looked up to meet this special person, he yet does no know his or her name. They only hat nicknames to keep the spirit up and leaf the mystical background.
The SHE appeared - oh boy she was so cute! And she walked right to him, his recognition sign: the maple leaf
She said: "Hello, are you the pen pal?"
I said: "Yes, I am. You have to be 'black stone', right?" I was so excited!
Then she suddenly looked down, and her face got that sad look. She looked up again and spoke silently:
"Then, this is for you." Her hand opened and showed a smooth jet black stone and a pen. "Take it, my brother was 'black stone', and he...he...died a day ago because of a tragic accident..." then she started crying.
I was so shocked! I did not know what to say.
"I..." and i started crying myself.
Everything became so sad, so empty, in that rude way. All is over? just like that? That is not fair, not for him, not for anybody - what is this life playing games with us? I was so angry.
But I saw her, took the pen and black stone, and promised her to keep these things always in a lovely memory for her brother and my best friend on this world - my former pen pal.
I don´t remember much what happened afterwards, how I made my way back home, it was long ago. But I will never forget him - every time i see the leafs dancing in the wind.
Principle of Cyclicity: The stone changed his owner and became another part of a life
Element Principle: Wind - everywhere the same
Principle of Enthropy: pen pals became friendship and even more
Principle of Imagination: who might be black stone, why a black stone?
Darkness Principle: Life!
Principle of Syntropy: Black stone will never be forgotten
Time Principle: Time has passed and will be endless in mind
Sad, but I hope you like it.
I´d like to have a piece of bark from a tree within the box - it combines a place where the tree stands and the maple leaf, maybe even the knife might have cut the bark. The bark as well might have a natural scent which inspires the pen user to write a story.