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The Wishing Tree (2) : Your wish is only said to come true if you grant the wish of someone else; when you write your wish, you must also take one off of the tree and do your best to grant it. What wish do you pull off, and how do you intend to ‘grant’ it? Do you work with someone else to grant this wish, or do you work alone? You may get approval from another player to use the wish their character hung up, but no names are attached so your character may not ever know who wrote it!
Myles had a soft spot for the Wishing Tree. Every time he walked by it, it made him smile. There were wishes dangling from every reachable tree branch--people who were filled with hope and dreams. He had tied only one to the branch, but every time he was in the area he took another wish off the tree and did his best to grant it. Some of them were easy, and some of them were a bit harder; he hadn't known exactly how to grant them, or even if he'd interpreted the wish correctly, but he'd tried his hardest.
Today's wish was an easy one; he'd picked it off the branch last night.
'I wish more people would appreciate the sunrise.'
It was a strange wish, but it was a beautiful one. It made him smile.
It made him think that he couldn't remember the last time he'd actually seen the sunrise. Maybe when he was in middle school, or maybe high school. He was never up early enough to see it these days, and he rarely stayed up late enough to even think to look at the sky.
But not today. Jeremy had been working an overnight shift, so things seemed to work out well; Myles set his alarm to wake up at four in the morning and he made a big breakfast. Jeremy came back at five in the morning, just as Myles was heading out.
Myles explained, and Jeremy humored him with a smile, but he was too tired and too enamored by the smell of sweet pancakes. He wasn't used to Myles making more than cereal so he was quick to devour even the less attractive or overcooked ones. In payment, he'd given Myles one of the Star Charms he'd picked up at the festival during one of his calls; he'd noticed Myles collecting a stash of them and, even if only a small gesture, wanted to help.
Myles left with a smile on his face; he'd gone up to the rooftop of the tallest building he could comfortably scale.
Being a senshi did have its perks.
He laid out his blanket and nestled himself in, pulling out tupperware containers of scrambled eggs and pancakes and once crisp, now soggy toast. And a canister of cold chocolate milk.
It wasn't difficult to figure out where the sun was coming up; the sky lit up a pale blue, and then warmer colors in a matter of minutes. He ate slowly, watching as colors painted the sky. He was excited; when the colors got brighter he found himself watching eagerly. He'd brought sunglasses, just in case, but he'd completely forgotten about them by the time the sun first dipped above the horizon.
Pinks and oranges painted the most beautiful picture he'd seen in ages; the food was half eaten and otherwise forgotten. Myles was completely entranced by the sunrise. The city below, bustling and moving as it was, seemed like it had slowed down. He wondered how many people got to drive to work and see this every day.
...It was beautiful.
It was better than he thought it was. He felt whole, and alive and hopeful.
...It was a good wish.
He wanted to bring Derryl up next time. Maybe they could spend the night together--they could have a picnic. They could watch the sunrise.
The sun was still low in the sky when Myles packed up, but when the colors began to fade into a plain blue sky he knew that the sunrise had passed.
...But he'd be back.
He was inspired; he had a candle in mind already. He wanted to capture something for the people who had forgotten how beautiful the sunrise could be, too--for the ones that couldn't wake up so early to see it for themselves.
He wanted to give them what this wish gave him.
