Monday, March 25, 2013

Daphne and the Secret Pencil (Prolouge)


Daphne McCamen circled the containers of pencils on the shelf, eyeing each box as if it were something amazing instead of art supplies. She loved this art store so much; it was almost part of her, in a way. The way everyone treated her was sweet, and she always found exactly what she needed, even when she didn’t know it herself.

Pulling off a breath-takingly thin but beautiful box off the shelving, she slowly opened it and the pencil that lay deep inside was amazing. The tip was finely pointed, it was long and straight, and not to mention had a fine pattern dancing up the side.

Tucking the top of the case back on, Daphne started to a cash register where a woman named Rosetta was working. “Miss Rosetta, this pencil is amazing! How much for it?” she asked and Rosetta shook her head. “You have no idea, Starfish. How about we put it on the house tonight?” she said, forcing a smile. “This is a powerful pencil. Don’t let it out of your sight, Starfish. Ever.” She stated as she put the pencil case in a bag. Daphne nodded eagerly, took the bag, and ran off.

Rosetta stood, watching her go. “Good luck, Starfish. I don’t know what I let you do, but you’re going to need all the luck you can get.”

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