The Crow at Dusk

The crow cawed as the sun began to set.

Looking out his window, he saw a lone crow perched upon the dying tree in the backyard. Was it really dying? Ryder hadn't ever seen a tree begin to lose it's leaves. But every day more and more leaves began to gather at the base of the tree. It was autumn. Reuben said that every year is a cycle. Birth, life, death, and rebirth. Each season corresponds to a different aspect of the cycle.

Things like philosophy and metaphysics were some of Reuben's favorite subjects, but not Ryder's. The toadstool couldn't quite comprehend why his guardian seemed so intent on making him learn such abstract thoughts. Though these thoughts were pleasing to the palate, they weren't something that Ryder necessarily enjoyed discussing, especially when Reuben was so vehement in his ideology.

Instead, Ryder enjoyed the comfort of his bedroom. Being grounded wasn't half bad. Coming up with his own worlds, characters, and stories. Using his cell phone to explore other's worlds and characters. Being able to create, and visualize, an entire world was always a fascinating and extensive adventure. But Reuben didn't see things in the same light. He wished Ryder to be more outgoing -- or more specifically -- his version of outgoing. Ryder had been truly trying to build the confidence to get out of his shell. And by his standards, he was doing fabulously. He had met a few fellow raevan and had tried his best to talk to others, like Mark and Daniela. But for some strange reason, it wasn't good enough.

The crow cawed once more before flying off it's perch, the branch left wobbling a moment.

Staring out his window, Ryder couldn't help but feel alone, just like that crow, the sun's rays beaming down on him in the evening glow. Even with all the muses in the world, with Alice right beside him, he didn't quite feel complete. Something told him he needed to try to be more outgoing -- the way Reuben was -- and to try and change the way he was for something new. Maybe Reuben would appreciate him more that way.

Ryder floated away from the window and looked in the mirror he hung upon his wall, he watched as his mushroom caps began to transform before his eyes into that of large crow wings, wings that would allow him to fly away, just like the crow had just done.

What was he to do? Alice hadn't even come to say hello today. In fact, none of his muses had. Just that lone crow. He didn't even have the energy to practice magic. He just felt so lethargic. Life seemed to pass by so slowly. He didn't have any new books to read, and with no cell phone at his disposal, life seemed dismal. He couldn't search the web or buy any new books to read. He just had to deal with what he already had, which wasn't a lot.

The frei's boredom turned into utter agony. Leaving the room wasn't something he did often during this "grounding", but when he did, it was just because he needed to satiate himself either out of actual hunger or out of pure boredom. But this time, he just needed to leave the room as the walls seemed to be closing in on him today. One last glance out his window at the bare branches on that dying tree, nothing felt right today.

Ryder found himself draped over the small chair in the living room, his ribbon lazily dangling over one arm whilst his head rested up against the other.

Tick. Tick. Tick. The grandfather clock's pendulum swayed back and forth in the corner of the room. The room felt eerily silent over all. The ceiling fan circulating the air was the only other noise the frei could hear. As he watched the ceiling fan slowly swirl above him, he tried to focus on just one blade, which kept his attention for only a moment, before the next ticking of the clock.

Where was Reuben? Still working, perhaps? Ryder hadn't left the house in over a week, not even to go to the shop, not even to get some fresh air in the back yard. With a heavy sigh, the frei rolled to his side, staring at the coffee table and all of the little knick knacks that accompanied it.

Just then, Ryder heard the doors in Reuben's room open. He must be home. The frei closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. He didn't want to deal with Reuben, if he was being honest, but he knew Reuben's routine well enough to know that the guardian wasn't going to stay in his room long.

Sure enough, the bedroom door opened and he heard the footsteps tap along the wood floor and stop once they were behind the chair. The frei could sense someone hovering directly over the chair, which caused his heart to pick up pace. But he was steadfast, eyes closed, and soon enough the footsteps picked back up and the tapping drifted off into the kitchen. With a soft sigh, the frei opened his eyes again, staring straight at the coffee table. This time, however, his gaze landed upon the lovely sight he had so longed to see. His iPhone, now decked out in a new, beautifully designed, fungus case.

With wide eyes, the frei sat up quickly and grabbed out to see if what he was seeing was real, or a figment of his imagination. To his surprise, when he picked it up, it was really his iPhone. He turned it over to admire the craftsmanship and the beautifully detailed artwork on the case, and with a smile, he clicked the power button to reveal a full battery.

"I'm glad you're awake."

The words startled the frei, who flinched, placing the phone back on the coffee table and quickly turned around to view his guardian walking into the living room from the kitchen, arms crossed and a smile on his face.

"I wanted to apologize for last week. I didn't mean to yell at you like I did, and I know it's been a bit of a tense week here, but I wanted you to know that you're ungrounded. You can have your phone back, but I still don't want you to go anywhere without me, understood?"

Ryder patiently listened to his guardian's words, taking in each one. Even though there was still some slight resentment towards him for how he acted, Ryder nodded, gave a smile, and floated up out of the chair. One thing he didn't want to do was apologize again for leaving the house, for he had already apologized once upon first realizing how upset his guardian was. "Thank you for the new case. And yes, I understand,"

With a nod, Reuben gave a soft smile and outstretched his arm towards Ryder's bedroom, almost ushering him to leave if he so please.

Ryder took the sign and did just that, grabbing his phone and instantly unlocking it to reveal an absolutely stunning display that he missed so much the past week. The frei floated off slowly towards the bedroom, enthralled deeply with the device, only to close the bedroom door ever-so-softly behind him, where he would stay the rest of the night.  ​