Author'sNote:

The truth is that this tale is a "pulled-out" chapter in my story book, "Of Resthouses and Travelers", more or less is too big a story for kids to understand. So if there are things like "Resthouse of Cambria" and the Eye-to-eye connection then I'm willing to change that for the good of the kids to enjoy and understand. I know that there are still things that might not have been clear at all like the separation between the two sisters.

Solidify. Solidification is the key.

Thank you RuathaWehrling. You have really helped me in shaping this story to fall into the category for Kids. I need to be more careful when it comes to what the kids would think. Consider me a complete newb for not considering that before, its fine.

Storyteller of Melstrom

Tale of Sheryn

Ever since her sixth birthday half a month ago, Sheryn always took some of her time almost everyday staring at a painting on the wall inside her room. The painting was a picture of two small girls, one of them Sheryn's age, holding hands with a tall middle-aged woman. The woman was profoundly beautiful and immaculate, with eyes the color of the raging, vast blue sea and two white wings that stretched out, covering the backs of the young children.

One day, Sheryn's mother Lucia noticed that an empty wooden crate was missing from the storage room. She searched the house until she reached the room of her daughter Sheryn. She knocked first and opened the door. There was the crate and on top of the crate was the young lass, sitting with legs curled and arms wrapped around her legs. She was gazing at the painting Lucia gave her half a month back.

Lucia walked slowly to the painting on the middle of the wall and carried it away from where it was displayed, bringing it closer for Sheryn to see better. "Do you know this person here?" She was pointing at the woman in the middle.

Sheryn shook her head slowly. She was very eager to find out.

"That is the guardian angel of these little children." she moved her finger to the girl on the left. "The angel helps them in times of need and protects them from trouble. From what I have heard, each one of us have our own angels."

"Where is your guardian angel, mommy?" Sheryn asked, looking at her mother with puzzled eyes. "I haven't seen any yet. Are they in hiding?"

"Angels are hard to find, especially mine," the mother replied with a smile. "You just need to look in the right places."

An idea occured to the girl. She smiled widely back at her mother. "Thank you, mommy!"

In the next half-hour the crate was back in the storage room and the painting back on the wall. The hour that followed was lunch time and after that was Sheryn's play time. Sheryn decided not to play with her neighborhood friends but to spend it looking for her mother's angel.

The right places. To Sheryn the right places meant places that weren't far. She went back into the house and got changed to a blue dress with a little red bow in the middle of the collar. The straw-made sun hat in the coat rack she took and went on her way.

Sheryn did not go far from her house, so because of this she searched streets twice. When she was about to start her third time searching around the streets, Sheryn saw a tall woman in blue like hers and a long white skirt that reached three inches below her knees. The lady looked similar to the angel on her wall, her eyes said so. Sheryn scurried with her little feet towards the woman in a straight-forward manner and tugged her skirt.

The lady noticed Sheryn. "Hello, my dear. May I help you?" she said, wondering if the little girl was lost.

"You're her." Sheryn said with joy. The little girl held the confused woman by the hand and led her to the house.

The woman was very confused by what the girl said. "I'm who?"

"My guardian angel." Sheryn replied happily and continued on to her house.

The astonished lady, not knowing what was happening, followed the girl.

The young woman was amazed when she saw the house. Large and beautiful. It's many splendid windows and appealing brown and white paint on the walls. Sheryn brought the lady to her home, the Resthouse of Cambria.

Just in time, Sheryn's mother Lucia went outside and was surprised when she saw a smiling Sheryn and a nervous young woman. She let them inside and talked with the lady while Sheryn lodged inside her bedroom and slept with a smile on her face.

The young lady introduced herself to be Sonia. Sonia told Lucia her story that she was looking for her long lost sister since early childhood and was about to give up until Sheryn came to her with guardian angels in mind. Lucia in turn told her Sheryn's story and showed her the painting of the angel with the two girls.

"That looks like my mother." Sonia said.

Lucia looked at her in amazement. "That is my mother, she drew this painting a long time ago and gave it to me."

They told eachother their story, about their mother and themselves. Their mother died a long time ago, Lucia was adopted by a wealthy couple and Sonia was adopted by the mayor. Sharing their story more and more they realized that they were long lost sisters. In excitement, a huge party was set, and telephone calls between friends switched back and forth all in that day. A miracle had happened and everyone in town was free to celebrate it.

Still in the bedroom, Sheryn slept soundly and quietly.

Sonia might not have been be her angel, but Sheryn was hers.