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Once morning came the next day, I immediately grabbed my black sketchbook and set out into the woods to find Zelda. As I arrived at the same location that we met the day before, I found that Zelda was already there, and wearing the same clothes as the day before. “Hey, Zelda,” I said, walking up to her.

“Hey,” responded Zelda softly. She quickly glanced at me, and then proceeded to stare at my black sketchbook. “What is that?” she asked.

I held up the book and replied, “This? This is just my sketchbook. I use it to jot down ideas for stories, and draw characters.”

“Can I see?” asked Zelda, surprisingly intrigued.

“Sure,” I said, handing the black book to Zelda.

Without another word, Zelda took the book and began to explore the entities within. As she flipped through the pages, Zelda asked, “So, are you a writer?”

I nodded my head and answered, “Yeah. But I’m having a lot of trouble coming up with a good story.” Zelda suddenly stopped flipping through the pages and looked up at me with a thoughtful expression. “What is it?” I asked.

“Nothing,” said Zelda, instantly returning her attention to the sketchbook. As she continued to study the book, I could sense the world around me slowly growing darker. I instinctively looked upward and saw that a large grey cloud had enveloped the entire sky. Before I could open my mouth to speak, Zelda said, “Looks like it’s going to snow.”

When I returned my attention to Zelda, she was looking back at me with a smile. “Thank you,” she said, handing the sketchbook to me. “I really like your drawings.”

“Thank you,” I replied, grabbing hold of my sketchbook. The moment my hand made contact with the book, I felt a light prick of static electricity jump from the book to my hand. “Ow!” I exclaimed as I nearly dropped the book.

“Well, I should be going now,” said Zelda as though I had said nothing. “My… parents will be waiting for me.”

“Oh, OK” I replied. “Will I see you tomorrow?”

“Sure, why not?” said Zelda as she smiled again. “Same time and place?”


“I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” The two of us then waved goodbye and parted ways. Once I was home, I found myself pacing back and forth, anxious for when I would be able to see Zelda again. Eventually, after hours of pacing, I resorted to watching the snowfall in order to put me at ease.

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