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A Story for my Bodie

In the endless magic of the universe, the nebula was a lake of blue mist with clouds of gold rising above it. Dots of white sparkled and shimmered.

Cradled and nurtured inside the nebula, the little spirit was azure in colour. It was being born into being. It was being sung to by the stars, and magic and energy hummed and danced through the colours. The little spirit was growing closer to its birth.

Then one day, the stars sang extra loud, the nebula of blue lake and gold clouds brightened, and all the white dots pulsed eagerly.

A new figure appeared through the stars, running easily towards the nebula. It was dark-blue and dog-shaped. It had pointy, triangular ears and its tail was a little apostrophe, and its big heart cast a silver sheen all around it.

It greeted the little spirit with flat ears, a bobbing tail and quiet joy. “I have come from where you are going. I’m your guardian spirit and I will guide you to your new home, and I will watch over you.”

In the magic of the blue and gold nebula, the little spirit held out its hand in joy, and the dark-blue, dog-shaped spirit sat down next to it in a familiar gesture of loving protection, confidence and vigilance. Just like it used to do with its humans - and the little spirit’s future parents.



For Bodie. Keep watching over us. We love you. We miss you.





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