hujambo there Hulies!

Well...I have had a lot of pent up Huli feelings that I haven't been able to do anything with. i decided to go ahead and create something a little different. As usual, I ran this kwa my dearest Bea to check for me. She approves so here is my first chapter of my new Huli FF. It's a fairytale. This is a really different concept for me and for this in general. I hope that wewe like it. Like I say, it is very different.


Moon Glow
A Huli Fairy Tale



Once upon a time in a small village kwa the sea, lived two sisters. One was named Mavis and the other was named Melvina. They were both witches and known the county wide for their skills in casting spells. Mavis was the zaidi temperamental of the two and famous for casting spells while in a dark mood. Melvina was much zaidi caring and careful about the spells she cast.

The townsfolk of the Village Princeton were often the subject of the sisters whims and fancies. If a storekeeper looked at one of them with an air of judgment, they most surely would end up with a case of poison ivy au chicken pox the inayofuata day. If a village child took upon the dare of a friend and threw a piece of rotten matunda au an egg at their home, they would typically find themselves in a cast before the siku was out. Of course, the sisters never did anything seriously harmful, it was zaidi like retribution for little acts that were intolerable to them. On occasion they would cast a upendo spell for the local woman who came to them begging for their help. Melvina was especially gifted at spells to cure health ailments. They did many good deeds for the community and most of the villagers appreciated and yet feared their presence.

There lived in the village a man who made his living as a musician. His name was Hugh and he would play the kinanda in the local tavern, au at weddings, funerals and for parties as needed. He wasn’t rich in worldly possessions, but his true upendo was for muziki and he spent his time uandishi songs, playing songs and listening to music. It was his passion. He lived alone with no time for another in his life as his muziki took up every spare dakika he had. Occasionally he wished for a companion to share his upendo for muziki and many a woman tried in vain to catch his eye, but in the end he turned to his kinanda and consoled himself with a new melody built to take his mind off of those things lacking in his life.

Also in the town lived a woman who was the best Veterinarian for miles around. She had a special gift with the wanyama and it was alisema she could hold one and learn of its ailment just kwa gently stroking it’s fur, manyoya au feathers. She had never been bitten au injured kwa any animal, and it was alisema she could speak to them. Her name was Lisa and she was infact very beautiful. Her beauty was admired kwa all her saw her, but no man could win her heart. She was so busy tending to the wanyama of the village that she had no time for the company of a man. No man was able to catch her eye anyway. She had often been wooed kwa a young and worthy candidate, only to eventually find them lacking in warmth and soul. The wanyama she cared for never failed to comfort her during her lonely times.

One night, Lisa had tended to her last animal patient of the day. Although she was happy to have her animal Marafiki about her, she felt the need to be around people too. She decided to head to the local pub and meet up with some Marafiki to socialize. She could use a good laugh. This very same night, Hugh was playing kinanda as usual at the local pub. His good friend Jesse was playing fiddle and another friend was on the guitar. This same night, Mavis and Melvina disguised themselves and went to town to have a drink at the local pub and take in the local color.
The sisters sat in the shadows at the back of the pub to take in the happenings around them. As Hugh and the band began to play, Mavis was taken kwa the muziki they were able to produce from just three instruments and especially she was drawn to the handsome man behind the piano. The look of rapture on his face as his fingers touched the keys touched in her a deep way. She felt herself drawn to this man and his gift for music.
Just then the door to the pub opened and in walked Lisa. Her long dark curls cascading down her back and her smile widening as she recognized her Marafiki from across the room and moved towards them. As she did, the soft blue eyes of Hugh followed her. He saw in her movements and presence a confidence that he was immediately drawn to. Lisa sat right in the eye site of Hugh. And as he played she slowly turned her attention from the current woes and celebrations of her girlfriends to the man who played the kinanda as if his soul was directly attached to each tone that filled the air. She didn’t remember ever seeing him before in the village nor did he recall seeing her but they knew that now they would look for each other wherever they went.
Hugh played a piece alone on the kinanda and the crowd was hushed. As he played, Lisa felt her insides burning to know zaidi about anyone that could feel so deeply as to create something so beautiful. Like the creatures who were naturally drawn to her, he couldn’t escape the kindness she radiated. He found himself playing a upendo song to a woman whose name he didn’t even know, whose voice he had never heard. It was as if magic had fallen over them like a lace shawl, scarf that night.
None of this escaped Mavis, who had herself fallen for Hugh. She was immediately jealous of the dark haired beauty whose had captured his every glance. One thing for sure was that being a witch was indeed a lonely and uchungu, chungu path at times. For while Mavis felt a pain in knowing that she would never have the attention of this man for whom she greatly admired, Melvina was taken with the obvious joy that this couple obviously felt. Their opposite reactions would be the groundwork for all that was to come.
During a break that night, Lisa shyly approached Hugh and Jesse who were discussing the arrangement for a song they were to play in the inayofuata set. Hugh had his back to her, but Jesse’s eyes grew wide as he saw the beauty approaching them and he stopped in mid sentence. Hugh turned to see what would possible cause such a reaction in his friend, only to come face to face with the women he thought couldn’t possibly zaidi amazing if she tried.
“Uh, I am sorry to interrupt you.”
Both Men stared in disbelief.
“I just wanted to compliment wewe on how lovely wewe play. I have always been partial to the kinanda myself.” And with that, Lisa smiled cautiously.
Jesse felt he should songesha and allow his good friend this moment alone, but his feet were glued to the spot. He wanted to hear his response.
“Thank you, I upendo the kinanda too. I just…always feel I can do better.” Hugh spoke softly, unsure of himself.
“Well, I think wewe are very gifted.” Lisa moved ever so slightly forward.
“You will stay for inayofuata set, won’t you?” Hugh alisema hopefully.
“Of course.” Lisa brightened again at what she read as an invitation.
“I’m sorry, I’ve been rather rude. My name is Hugh and this is Jesse.” He extended his hand to which she took to shake.
“And mine is Lisa.” The electricity that passed between them could have easily kept the village aglow for the inayofuata month.



**Well...there is chapter one. Like I say, it is a little different, but I hope wewe enjoy it.