Ama holds in her little hand a golden necklace that used to belong to her mother. The palm like a heart pulsates, opening and closing. Then, Ama lifts it, full of the warm luster and releases the necklace to swing on one of the branches, brushed by the breeze. At eye level, golden dragonflies swirl, attracted by the cascades of the jade flowers.
‘What do you think of the necklace as a gift for the magical fox?’ Little girl inquires the friend, although the thought of separation with the golden necklace makes her little heart quiver. ‘Mu-san’ rustles an answer by means of its lush foliage. One of the near branches of the camphor tree creaks noisily as if it wanted to reach out and touch the golden treasure.
‘It is said that the jade flowers get even greener if one wears them long enough, close to the body.” Ama shares her knowledge with the friend. ‘Miko-san says jades connect to what is ‘illusive’. Do you maybe know what she means?’ All of a sudden, little girl lets out a gigantic yawn. The noon nap is at her heels, demanding Ama’s attention. She curls up. The necklace seems to twinkle like stars caught in the net of the camphor tree’s presence. The sun’s rays make its goldeness even more alive. Out of nowhere appear the crows, at first curious, then desirous of this starry ‘fruit’.
Oooo... I hope those crows don't try to take the "fruit"!!
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