Let me show you what I did
Brocade and Tutu smiled at each other. “You know, Brocade, you have these windows open on this side of your house. Let me show you what I did for Lady Rose. I made lacy curtains to hang in front of the openings, to let the light in, but not the bright sun. To make it pretty and at the same time private. Do you like the clover plants?”
“What do the clover plants have to do with lace? Yes, I like them, they belong here, without them it would not be the same meadow.”
“So you understand about things that belong, things that are a natural for a certain place. Now what I like to show you is how you stylize the clover into a pattern on the curtain that I am going to produce for you. I make those usually with my sugar threads, but your silk would be much better. It could get wet, my sugar can not, it melts.”
“Could you make a ball of silk for me, thread is thread for showing you. I don't think it will be different to work those two materials.”
Tutu drew a few quick sketches
Brocade got started spinning, Tutu drew a few quick sketches into the sand of the porch, just to formulate her ideas. Tutu took the ball of silk and started her finely knotted net. In no time at all the base was finished. Then she went in and filled the squares, or left them open, to have a pattern grow right under Brocades eyes. When it was finished she looked for a rather straight branch, fed it through the top of her work, jammed it into the frame of one of the windows. And there it billowed in the breeze, Brocade overjoyed.
“How can I ever thank you for this, I will make some for all my windows, and then I make more and trade them for other things that I can use to create more of my artwork with.”
“I am so glad I was able to show you. Your house will be so lovely with them.”
“Tutu, come with me. I want to see if this fits you.”
They had to walk around the cocoon full of babies, Tutu looking at them with a curious expression on her face.
“In a few days, I will roll this big ball of mine out to the edge of the ridge. The babies will struggle out of it and then fly into all different directions. They are independent from the start.”
They walked over to another cocoon for which Brocade had created a hinged lid. Out of it she pulled a belt with a purse attached to it. All was spun from her silk, glittering gold threads interwoven. On the face of the purse she had incorporated in a star pattern some evenly sized crystals. “This you could use for your travels. You can put your sugar and other little things into it. I also included one of the chalices, so you can always drink your sugar water. Please take it as a memory of this beautiful day. I also like to give you this rain proof scarf, you can drape it around you or even make a little tent out of it, so you will never again be damaged by rain.”
Tutu stood there, openly overwhelmed. “Thank you, Brocade, these treasures will be with me forever. I just wish you could come with me. But your life is here. I promise, some day ...”
They fell into each other's arms and held on for a long while.
The next morning
The next morning Tutu was sad to leave all of them. Brocade's belt and purse fit her well, the sugar and straw stashed inside, and even the scarf, tightly rolled fit into the pocket. Star Man had put her Tarp over his shoulder so she could ride there without trying to keep up with his pace. The two white rabbits, Snowball and Foam, he carried in a specially made sling, so his arms were free to swing.
Princess Clover stepped in front of Tutu, draping a long garland made of clover around her neck. “Fare well, have success, find what you want, be happy you dear.”
Tutu jumped up on Star Man. She waved and smiled, a sad and at the same time happy moment for her. She would be with Mirror Boy soon, she would ask him, to marry her. He was her love. Star Man took his walking staff, carved with flowing lines, stars and all of the firmament. Riding on his shoulder seemed very comfortable, and she joked with the young rabbits. The air felt stiff, warm. When she looked up, she could see the sky between the branches of the trees, clouds were building. “I hope we get to the railroad station before it starts to rain,” Star man said.
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