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MillyLilly. Chocolate Battle
Chocolate Battle
Harry Boro
© Harry Boro, 2020
ISBN 978-5-0051-6699-9
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
My little friend…
I hope you are not offended by my calling you little. I’m so old now that no matter how old you are, you are still little compared to me. But notice, I also call you friend, which means I think about you as a friend, no matter how little you are.
And because I think about you as a friend, I feel compelled to share this story with you. I’ve heard this story from someone I can trust completely. His name is…
Well, I cannot tell you his real name yet because he asked me not to. Maybe, one day he will change his mind. Until then, let’s call him Chuck. I can trust Chuck because he was part of the story. And because I can trust him, I know it’s true. And because I know it’s true, now you know that the story, I’m about to tell you, is true….
CHAPTER ONE: Sweetland
Somewhere on the Earth, far away from any known towns and countries, surrounded by the Great Ocean, there are five mountains that stand in a circle as if protecting something inside. These mountains are the highest mountains in the world. They are so high that if you walk up to the base of any of these mountains and look up, trying to see the top, you will have to lie on your back and even then you still won’t see the tops of the mountains.
If we could measure the height of these mountains in elephants, we would have to place thousand or ten thousand elephants on top of each other, and only from the back of the highest elephant could we barely see the tops of the mountains.
Imagine how many turtles or cats we would use instead of elephants to climb up and see the mountains’ tops? A million? Ten million? Well, if you use dragons for measuring heights, most likely it would be less than ten thousand because dragons are bigger than elephants, but still, it will take a lot of dragons! How many elephants in one dragon? Two, three, five? I don’t know, but what I do know is that even in dragons, these mountains are super high.
Why are these mountains so high? What are they hiding? They are hiding, or better to say—protecting – a very beautiful and very special country, Sweetland.
In this country, there is always a summer, and, because of that, Sweetland is always covered with the bright green fields and meadows of flowers. In between fields, there are cool woods with a lot of brooks in the shades of the lush trees. The water in these brooks is crystal clean and so tasty that anybody who ever tries it forgets about any soda forever. He or she wants to drink only this amazing water.
Under the trees, one can find all kind of berries: strawberries, huckleberries, blackberries, raspberries, blueberries. You name it. There are so many berries that the squirrels and chipmunks who live in the woods don’t even bother to hide some berries in their hollows. What for? When they are hungry, they just go down, eat as many berries as they can, roll over on their backs, and take naps, filling the woods with their whistling snores.
You might be wondering why the squirrels and the chipmunks are so carelessly napping? Why they don’t worry about people who may pass by and try to catch them while they are sleeping? Well, people in this country are very small, maybe six inches tall at most. Six inches is about the size of the mom or dad’s ring finger. Look at their fingers! Can you picture for yourself a person that small? It’s kind of close to the height of the regular squirrel. By “regular” I mean a squirrel which stands on its four legs, not on the two rear ones.
If some of these people were living among us, we wouldn’t see them because we rarely look underfoot. They would have to be very careful and to hide from us all the time. Nobody wants to be stepped on, right?
So, Sweetland, protected by mountains, is the only place where they can live safely. In all other places, their lives could be very difficult. Not only because someone big, like you, could step on them, but because even our regular wind, the one that playfully gusted in your face the other day, would not let them walk around, meet each other, and talk to each other.
But how do you make friends, if you cannot visit anybody? How do you make friends if nobody can visit you? How do you make friends if you cannot share your secrets with someone special and that someone cannot share secrets with you? I don’t know.