Noonquet's Wishful Thinking [1]

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Mrs. Aiker hands Master his lunch—

a plate with three jellies, 

freshly made from morning dew—

a Virideian staple.


He profusely thanks her

before we leave.


Mrs. Aiker beckons to me.


Master waits as I fly to her,

landing on her palm.


She whispers.

"Thank you for looking over him."


I look to her,

hoping the twinkle in my eyes

would be enough to convey my feelings.


I'll do my best

to continue what you started.


She gives me a look

filled with recognition.


My heart swells with pride.

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