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by Troika
Rated: E · Short Story · Fantasy · #1524976
Father tells his daughter a bedtime story. Done for school, not norm but I tried.
As she jumped into her castle bed with Princess sheets, she yelled, “I want a story… Pwease?”

I walked into the room and said jokingly, “Well, I don’t know, did you brush your teeth?”

“Yes yes yes, Story story story!!!” she excitedly yelled. I then knew this would have to be a great story to get her to go to sleep.

“Alright, now let’s see I’m going to take you to the best place ever. I call it Au…tha…mo? Yeah Authamo! Now in order to get there you have to shut your eyes and keep them closed. Come on, close your eyes…. Ok good. Now say the magic words, Alabazooka!!”

“Alabazooka?” My daughter questioned, figuring out I was making all this up.

“Do you have a problem with my magic word!? No that’s what I thought. Now close your eyes, and say the magic words, ALABAZOOKA!! Now imagine if you will a forest unlike any other. The trees are thick and you can’t but ten steps in front of you, but you walk through the thick of tall trees, with purple leaves that feel like velvet as they rub across your arms. You can see the light coming down in soft columns of light penetrating the gaps between the leaves. As you continue to walk, you come to a clearing with a lake and a cascading waterfall off to one side, creating a light mist and fog over the lake. As you approach the shore you feel a light breeze go across the grass. In the distant a sound comes to your ear, a soft and soothing lullaby.

A shapeless whisp, only can you barely see the slight outline of a person, floated up to where you were sitting. Still singing its alluring song, and combined with warm breeze from the lake, the rumbling of the waterfall, you begin to fall into a harmonic dream. The last thing that you see and feel is the whisp touching you, well you think it’s touching you, you fell a pleasantly shocking sensation that relaxes your body and puts your mind at ease. Then you slip into a slumber that will make you see other places that satisfy your ever so sensitive senses”

I looked over and she was sleeping, a single group of hair rested on her cheek, I pushed it to the side as her mother walked in and stood at my side. Her mother leaned over and kissed her smooth forehead. I pulled up the covers and the two of us walked out of the room and turned out the lights. Right before I out the door, I turned and saw a soft beam of moonlight float across the room and land on the bed and for almost second I thought I heard a lullaby off in the distant and then I felt a pleasant shock go up my back.
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