craftgrrl | A bittersweet love story:

His story:

There I was, minding my own business. Okay, so maybe I was snooping around in some silly human's things, looking for a shiny for my dear sweet wife, Topaz. We were newlyweds then, you see. Fresh from our new marital bliss, I'd snuck out of our home in order to track down something sparkly since she loves it so much. I learned that when we were courting and I found three chips of what the humans call Topaz and turned two of them into sparkles for her ears. For our engagement, I put the other one in a sparkle for her finger like I've seen the humans do. I just wanted to find something else she'd like--maybe a shiny piece of glass she could look at herself in or one of their old bottlecaps so she could soak her feet at the end of the day. But that tricky human, she had the most wonderful smelling flowers and I was hoping to catch a taste of the nectar and take some to share with my lovely. The next thing I know, I'm caught. I worry about my sweet Topaz most of all. What could she possibly think happened to me? It seems I've been sitting here for such a very long time and sometimes I just stare at my sparkle until darkness falls... as I slip into sleep I wonder if I'll ever see her again.

Her story:

I woke up after a wonderful night and I was alone. My husband was gone and I didn't really know what to do. I got up and started searching for him. I thought maybe he'd gone to search a spiderweb for a dewdrop to share but when I went to the closest one, he was nowhere to be found. My mind played the most wicked tricks on me but I just couldn't let him disappear when I loved him so much... so I kept searching. I've looked in every garden, cobweb and *shudder* fly paper strip for miles and even now, more than a year later, I hadn't found my darling Jasper. I stopped to rest as I frequently do (these battered wings get tired easily), I peeked into the window of a human and saw him sitting there on a shelf, under a glass. No matter how much I called to him, he couldn't hear me, so I took a chance and found a way inside. I got all the way up to the glass and tried to lift it but it's just too heavy. I tried to beat on it but it does no good. He never even looks up. But at least I've found him and one day I hope that he'll look up and see me standing here because now that we're together again, I'll never leave his side.