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Honza and Dash: In the City of the Big Castle
Honza and Dash: In the City of the Big Castle

Season 1, Episode 20 · 1 year ago

20 - The Big Decision

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Dash opened her eyes and frowned. She sat up in her bed, stretched her arms out to the sides and then towards the ceiling of her room. Instead of quickly getting ready for the day as she normally did, she pulled her pillow - made from a cotton ball wrapped in cloth - up behind her back and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and thought again about her dream. 

A story moment with Hanza and Dash in the city of the big castle. Get more episodes at story MOMENTCOM SEASON One, episode twenty, the big decision. There is a tower just off of Old Town Square in the city of the big castle. On every side is a clock face, but the western side is the largest and though it can't be seen from the ground, if you look carefully, above the eleventh hour there is a little window. This is Hans's window. Hansa is a very brave field mouse, though he is not from the city of the big castle. Like his best friend, he has made his home in the village of the tower mice. His curtains are open today. There must be adventure. opened her eyes and frowned. She sat up in her bed, stretched her arms out to the sides and then towards the ceiling of her room. Instead of quickly getting ready for the day, as she normally did, she pulled her pillow, made from a cotton ball wrapped in cloth, up behind her back and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and thought again about her dream. Come on, said...

Hansa, you've climbed trees bigger than this in the city. Just grab hold of that little branch and follow my path. peered up the tall oak tree. Hans is right. She thought. I should be able to get up this tree, no problem. Why can't I get up there with him? Hansa called down from the much higher branch where he sat. Check your backpack, it's too heavy. You have to let some things go, otherwise you'll never be able to follow me. Thought for a moment and then, crouching down on the lower branch with her back up against the tree trunk, she slung her pack off of her back. She opened it up and pulled out a small statue. It was of the old clock tower, an exact replica. Though it was small, it was very, very heavy. Drop it, Dash, just let it go. Dash held the little statue of the tower over the edge of the branch and let it slip through her fingers, slowly, as though it was falling through water, not air. The little statue floated to the ground. Dash replaced her pack and began to climb again. The pack was lighter. She grabbed hold of the next branch with both of her hands and then walked her feet up the trunk of the tree until she could wrap her legs around the branch. Way To go, encouraged Hanza, who was now hanging upside down from his legs on the branch above. Go for the next one. Dash reached up to grab the next branch. There were only a few more between her and Hanza, but as she stretched towards it, her pack weighed her down once again. She sat down and...

...pulled an object from her pack. It was another statue, heavier than the first. It was of the big castle on the hill. She pulled it close to her eyes and could just make out the palace pigeons sitting on the pearly gates. You can do it, shouted Hansa again. She held the little statue over the edge and dropped it. It floated to the ground as before, stood up and, like it was nothing at all, climbed to the next branch. Only one more DA, you're almost here, said Hansa. Just let me catch my breath, Hansa replied. She sat down and looked out. There were trees as far as she could see. Far off in the distance was a mountain taller than she'd ever seen before, and just below the tree she sat on was a little cottage. Smoke wafted upwards from the tiny chimney next to the cottage float a simple stream. Just one more branch, said to herself. She stood up and reached for the branch Hanso was on. It was just beyond her grasp. Hold on, said Hansa. He then laid on his stomach, wrapped his legs and his tail around the branch and reached down towards Dash. Reached up she could almost touch his fingertips. It's my pack, said. It's still too heavy. You're going to have to let something else go. Don't worry, it'll all be there when we get back. Sat Back Down as she had before. She unslung her pack and set it between her legs. There was only one object left. It was the smallest, but it was also the heaviest. She used...

...both hands to pull it out and stare at it. It was a drawing she made as a little girl. Let it go, reminded Hansa. I can't, said Das she stared at the drawing. It was of her, her mother and father and her brother Martin. Carefully, she placed the drawing back into her pack. I'm sorry, Hansa, I just can't follow you, she said, as she began to climb down the big oak tree. Breakfast is ready heard her brother Martin Yell. She opened her eyes, she was sitting on her bed with her pillow behind her back. She'd fallen back to sleep and dreamed the same dream as before. At Breakfast, Miss Short tail noticed that something was wrong with is everything okay, sweetheart, Miss Short tail asked. I'm fine, Snap Dash. She never once talked to her mother that way. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, mom, I'm fine. May I be excused? Are you going to help Hans a pack? Asked her father. He leaves on the morning train. No, I'm just going to go for a walk, if that's all right. That's fine, dear, replied her mother. When shut the front door of her house, she instinctively began walking towards Hans's home. It wasn't until she was just about to knock on his door that she realized what she was doing. She pulled her hand down, stuck it in her pocket and walked away. Except for a few mice in the market place buying slivers of vegetables for breakfast from Mr Green Tower, village was quiet. Found the ladder that led up to...

...the bell and climbed to the top flick her. She called out. What? What? WHO's that? Responded flicker, who was hanging upside down on his perch like a bat with his eyes squeeze shut. It's me. Oh, good morning, I just had the most amazing dream, replied the pigeon. Really, I had a crazy dream last night too. Did you dream that you were a bat flying through the jungle? laughed. No, I did it. Well then, I can't really relate, said flicker, as he swung himself upright on his perch. What brings you to my humble home this very early morning? Oh, it's nothing, replied nothing. You woke me up for nothing. I was just getting the hang of having little hands on my wings as I flew through the night. I could see too, like it was daytime. It was fantastic, and you took it from me. You took away my dream for nothing. Let her head drop, shrugged her shoulders and turned to leave. Flick her quickly fluttered over her head and blocked the door. No, don't leave, I was just messing around. I've not really upset you know me. Don't leave. Sat Down and explained her dream to flick her. The pigeon didn't make any more jokes, but listened carefully instead. Well, that's not surprising, respond to flickr. What do you mean? Asked it's not surprising that you'd have a dream like that, and why you're so upset now? scrunched up her eyebrows and stared at flick her. You know why I had that dream, she asked. Flick...

...her puffed up his chest, tucked his wings close to his body and stuck his tail feathers straight back. Of course I do. In fact, I'm an expert dream interpreter. For example, I dreamed I was a bat flying in the jungle. Do you know what that means? No, replied, Oh, grass clippings. I only interpret other people's dreams. I have no idea why I keep dreaming about being a Bat. Maybe it's about my mother. She could see in the dark, you know. Shook her head. Yes, but what about my dream? Can you tell me what it means? Of course I can. It means you're sad. Was surprised. She was expecting something silly. She always expected something silly to come from flickr, but not this. What do you mean you're sad? I'm not sad, said flicker. I'm fantastic. You're the one who sat about Hansa leaving stood up. No, you're wrong, I'm not sad about him leaving, I'm angry. And with that she stormed out of flickers coope in the Bell Tower. As she returned to the passageway, she couldn't decide where to go next. She didn't want to go home and she didn't want to see Hansa. That left outside. Only she realized that she almost never went outside had without Hans anymore. Since he moved to the city of the Big Castle, they had become inseparable. I can go out by myself, said out loud to herself. I did it before he moved here and I'll be fine when he leaves. Found the big rope leading down to the ground floor. She burst through the double doors out onto the cobblestones of Old Town Square. As usual, there were thousands of people stopping and staring at the clock above, watching...

...as the wooden statues danced at the changing of the hour. scurried along the wall of the tower. As she neared the corner of the tower, a group of people stepped closer to the wall and blocked her in. Ah Yelled out, though the people standing around would not have heard it. She turned around and headed in the opposite direction. Just as she was about to walk past the tiny double doors leading into the tower, the door opened up and walked straight into it ouch she yelled out as the door hit her in her nose and she fell back onto the ground. Oh No, yelled a voice. Couldn't see who it was. Her eyes were all blurry with tears. Are you all right? It was Hansa. He knelt down beside her. Dash wiped the tears from her eyes so that she could see better. I'm fine, I'm fine, she said. She tried to stand but lost her balance. Her head was still spinning. Hansa reached out his hand to help her up. She looked at it, ignored it and then forced herself up off the ground. I don't need your help, Hanza, I'm fine without you. Hansa didn't know how to respond to that. He took a step back. Um, are you going to come to the train station in the morning to see me off, he asked. Dash shrugged her shoulders. I might. I haven't decided yet. I thought I might see if Nellie wanted to do some scavenging with me. Oh, Nellie is coming to the train station, she told me last night. When I told her I was going back to the country for a while, dash frowned. Well, maybe missus Brown fur will need help with her kids in the morning. Hansa nodded.

He understood that Dash didn't want to come. He didn't want to tell her that mister and missus Brown fur and their three children were coming to the station also. Oh Ok, no problem, he said. Hansa took that as his cue to leave. He said goodbye to dash and then headed back up to his home to pack up the last of his things. Not knowing what to do or where to go, went home and sprawled out on her bed with her face in her pillow. She laid there for what seemed like hours, though she didn't fall asleep. Called Out Mrs Short tail from outside of Dash's bedroom door. May I come in? Invited her in and sat up to make room on her bed. Mrs Short tail sat down next to her daughter. Sweetheart, it isn't hard to figure out that you're upset about Hans leaving. Pretended that she didn't care. WHY WOULD I be upset? He's only been here a year. He can leave, no problem. Mrs Short tail placed her hand on her daughter's shoulder. He's your best friend. It's okay to be sad. I'm sad, so is your father. Looked at her mother. Really, why are you sad, she asked? Because your best friend is leaving. He'll probably be back, maybe next year, after the winter, said Mrs Short tail. Yes, but maybe he won't. Maybe he'll remember how wonderful the country is and how much he missed his grandfather. Maybe he'll forget about us, about me. Missus shorttail pulled her daughter in close for a hug. Oh, sweetheart, you may be right and Hansa may choose not to the return to the city of the big castle. His grandfather chose to stay in the country after he married Mister Whittle's sister.

But that doesn't mean he'll forget you. Hans will never forget you. But even if he remembers me, what good is that, asked Dash. MISSUS shortail shook her head a little. What do you mean, she asked, if Hans is in the country and I'm here, then it doesn't matter if he remembers me. We're not in the same place any more. Missus shorttail kissed her daughter on the forehead, gave her another quick squeeze hug and stood up to leave. Well, perhaps you've figured out what the problem is. Then dash laid back on her bed again and stared up at the ceiling. Throughout the year she had drawn little pictures of her adventures with Hansa and pinned them to her walls and her ceiling. She looked at each one and thought about the past year. She closed her eyes and thought about her dream. The day grew later and later, until the light no longer shone through her window. She got up and found the candle she lit at night to read by. As the flame caught the wick of the candle, her room burst with light and in that very instant realized what she had to do. She burst out of her bedroom and ran down the hall towards the Front Door. Mom I'll be back in a little bit, she yelled out. She didn't wait for a response. She dashed towards Hansa's home and quickly beat her hand on his door. He didn't come. Hansa, she yelled out repeatedly. Came a voice from behind her. It was Miss Maggie. Miss Maggie, have you seen Hansa asked. Yes, dear Hansa, left already. His arms dropped to her side. What did he leave? I thought he was...

...leaving on the train tomorrow morning. Oh sorry, I mean he left to see his uncle, Mr Whittle. Do you want me to tell him you're looking for him? No, I need to see him now, yelled. Running away from Miss Maggie, bolted towards Mr Whittle's home, where she banged on his door as well. Hans is not here. Dary a rose. He went to see miss the green and went from mouse home to mouse home, following Hans's trail until there was no other mice for Hansa to see. Still she couldn't find him. She went back to his house, but when he didn't respond to her knocking, she left Dash. His shoulders hung low to the ground. She felt worse than she had that morning. As she opened her front door, she heard laughing coming from the kitchen. They're sitting at the table was Hansa, drinking a cup of tea with her parents and Martin. There you are, said Mr Short tail. Hansa just came by to say goodbye. He wasn't sure if you'd be at the train station tomorrow, which I told him was nonsense. You wouldn't miss it for the world. DAS nodded her head. You're right, dad, I can't miss the train tomorrow. I'm going to be on it. Mr Short tails jaw dropped open, Martin's eyes grew large, Mrs Short tail smiled thinly and Hansa scrunched up his eyebrows and confusion. Where are you going, mumbled Hansa. Well, if you'd let me come, I'd like to meet your grandfather. I want to come to the country with you. The biggest smile Hansa had ever smiled spread across his face. He burst from his seat and gave a huge...

...hug, lifting her off the ground. Of course you can come. This is brilliant, he said, and then put her down. Mom Dad, may I go, asked Dash Mister shortail stood up. Hansa came to the city of the big castle a year ago all on his own. Now that was a quick journey, just down the river, but to get back is up river, so he'll have to walk. It'll take a whole season to get there. Darya rose, you're not a little mouse any more. That decision is not up to us, really, confirmed Dash Mister shortail nodded his head. Then I'm going, yelled out dash. Mister shorttail raised his tea cup into the air and the other mice followed him. He yelled out to the country. Remember, with each episode, You Dick Booth, the audio ain't the EAP. Put them on all your devices and choose in a series that story moment. Dot Tom we hope you enjoyed Honjan Dash in the say of the Big Castle, I've rite to done in sixteen.

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