Introduction
"Come on mommy! Can't you run with me?"
"Yes I can sweet child, but you musn't be running around the halls of the Castle." The little girl's mother scoops the child up in her arms, and carries her to her bed chambers. She sets the child on her bed and walks slowly and gracefully towards a bookshelf. The elegant woman slides a maroon book with golden trimmings out, from between the many history books and story tales resting on the cherry wood book shelf.
"This my darling, is a Diary. You may write what-ever you wish in here. It's yours now, no-one can take it from you."
"A Diary?" The girl's eyes widened and she smiled. She gently took the book into her small fragile hands. "Thankyou mommy." She said politely.
"You're welcome, Zelda." Zelda's mother then pulled the covers over her daughter. Zelda fell asleep. . . With the Maroon book in her arms . . .
"Come on mommy! Can't you run with me?"
"Yes I can sweet child, but you musn't be running around the halls of the Castle." The little girl's mother scoops the child up in her arms, and carries her to her bed chambers. She sets the child on her bed and walks slowly and gracefully towards a bookshelf. The elegant woman slides a maroon book with golden trimmings out, from between the many history books and story tales resting on the cherry wood book shelf.
"This my darling, is a Diary. You may write what-ever you wish in here. It's yours now, no-one can take it from you."
"A Diary?" The girl's eyes widened and she smiled. She gently took the book into her small fragile hands. "Thankyou mommy." She said politely.
"You're welcome, Zelda." Zelda's mother then pulled the covers over her daughter. Zelda fell asleep. . . With the Maroon book in her arms . . .