Chapter 9: A Magician's Thoughts
After turning in the objects to the councilors, Wind walked around the camp for a little bit. While walking, Wind thought about what he saw with Trixie. "Ok, I have to admit, I didn't understand why the stuff was on the ground, but Trixie is very bright," Wind thought as he continued to walk. Eventually, Wind came across a small lake. "Ah, this must be the place where Adagio and Sonata found their flag," Wind thought as he remembered what Adagio told him.
"Just like old times, am I right?" a voice asked. Wind was surprised by that and looked around to find that no one was there.
"What the heck?" Wind said to himself as he moved away from the lake. As he headed back towards camp, he saw Luna and Celestia talking in the distance. "Might as well tell them about it, maybe they would know something," Wind thought as he went to go talk to them. As he got closer, he noticed that Celestia was holding a book.
"Ah, and there he is now," Luna said when she noticed him.
"Did you two need speak with me?" Wind asked.
"We just wanted to talk to you about something," Celestia said.
"What did you need me to speak to me about?" Wind asked curiously.
"Well, we wanted to give you a little challenge so to speak," Luna said as Celestia held out the book she had. Wind took the book and noticed it looked a little old.
"That book has been in my family for generations, and I believe that it might hold a clue to getting your memories back," Celestia explained.
"That seems good, but there is a catch, isn't there?" Wind said as he noted the way that his mom chose her words.
"You are really observant," Luna commented.
"Thank you for the compliment," Wind said.
"Well, you see, while that book has been in my family for generations, no one has been able to decipher it," Celestia explained.
"Why is that?" Wind asked nervously.
"Well all you need to do is open the book and you'll see for yourself," Celestia said. Wind did as she said and opened the book. After taking a quick look at the pages, he closed the book and looked at Celestia with a blank look.
"Really?" Wind said simply.
"Yes, you can see why no one has been able to decipher this book," Celestia said as she rubbed the back of her head.
"And what makes you think that I can do it?" Wind asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
"I just have a feeling," Celestia said.
"You know what, I'll see what I can do and get back to you later," Wind said as he turned around.
"Oh, and one more thing," Celestia said.
"What is it?" Wind asked.
"Know that I love you and I will always be there for you," Celestia said. That comment made Wind smile as he walked and he gave thumbs up to Celestia.
"I know, that's why you're my mom," Wind said as he walked away. After he went out of sight, Celestia and Luna looked at each other nervously.
"Do you really think that he can do it?" Luna asked.
"I'm not sure, but something tells me there is more to him that meets the eye," Celestia responded.
"Well, he is supposed to be our brother after all," Luna said.
"No, that's not the only thing," Celestia said as she started to think about something.
"What makes you say that?" Luna asked curiously.
"I'm not completely sure, but there is something odd about him that I can't put my finger on. Before you ask, no it's not the fact that I think he's our brother reborn, it's something else entirely," Celestia explained. Luna looked a little worried at this comment and looked at the direction that Wind went.
"I hope you're right and he can decipher it in that case," Luna said.
"Don't worry, I know he'll be able to find out its mysteries," Celestia said confidently. With that, Celestia and Luna returned to their cabin in order to talk in private
Eventually, Wind got back to the cabin and started to talk to himself. "The book's words are symbols that no one in the family has been able to figure out and she expects me to figure it out?" Wind mumbled to himself. Wind spoke to himself to a little bit, but was interrupted by someone.
"Wind, is something the matter?" he heard Trixie ask. Wind looked in the living room and saw Trixie standing by the back door.
"Oh, hello Trixie, how long have you been standing there?" Wind asked in a cautious tone.
"Well, I was standing here since I saw you talking to yourself," Trixie said.
"Oh, well this is awkward," Wind said as he blushed out of embarrassment.
"You still haven't answered my question," Trixie said as she walked towards Wind.
"Well, there is one thing that is bothering me," Wind said as he show the book to Trixie.
"What's this?" Trixie asked.
"It's a book that Celestia gave me to decipher, but if you open up the book, you'll see why I was mumbling to myself," Wind explained. Trixie opened up the book to a page and immediately closed it.
"Well, I can see why you were mumbling to yourself now," Trixie said.
"I know right, and she told me that no one in her family has been able to decipher that book," Wind told her.
"Why did she put you up to anyway?" Trixie asked curiously.
"I guess she must have seen something in me that told her I could do it," Wind said as he stretched the truth a little bit. Trixie doubted what he was saying for a little bit, but decided to just believe him.
"Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about this afternoon," Wind said as he dropped the subject they were talking about before.
"Oh, well I figured that you would want to know," Trixie said as she walked to the back door. Wind followed her and saw that the yard was cleaned up.
"I'm going to guess that you cleaned the mess up," Wind said.
"I did, after all a detective always leave a scene untouched until the mystery is solved," Trixie said. Wind processed that and then realized something.
"You're a fan of detective films, aren't you?" Wind asked.
"Just a little, but I really like them," Trixie said as she sat on the ground. Wind did the same and took a moment to admire the sky.
"It's a good day out today, isn't it?" Wind asked.
"It is," Trixie responded. The two of them stayed there for a few minutes and thought about things.
"What made you think about your detective knowledge when we saw the stuff on the ground?" Wind asked out of curiosity.
"I thought it seemed a little suspicious. After all, we made sure that everything was cleaned up," Trixie explained.
"And after you saw that the stuff was on the ground, you instincts triggered?" Wind continued.
"That would be correct," Trixie said.
"How did you learn your detective skills anyway?" Wind asked.
"Well, I guess you could say that a trip to Japan and a good teacher," Trixie told Wind as she remembered her teacher and smiled.
"Really? Would you mind telling me his name?" Wind asked.
"He prefers his name to be kept secret," Trixie said. Wind silently nodded and got lost in his thoughts. "You know, you seem to be really laid back," Trixie commented.
"Well, I am actively trying to do something that is taking some time," Wind told Trixie.
"What would that be?" Trixie asked.
"Well, I've been looking for a way to restore my lost memories," Wind said. Trixie looked surprised and looked at Wind with a look of concern. "Don't worry, I'm working on it," Wind told Trixie.
"You try saying that to someone who has the same problem," Trixie said as she hugged her knees. Wind took a second to process that and immediately looked at Trixie.
"Wait, are you trying to tell me that you also don't have any memories?" Wind asked in a caring tone.
"At least up to a certain point in my life. It's weird, I remember everything from my junior high years onward, but before that I'm drawing a blank," Trixie said as she started to tear up.
"Do you occasionally have flashes of your old memories?" Wind asked.
"Only on occasion, and even then I don't remember them afterwards" Trixie said.
"Then that should be enough to let you have hope," Wind said as he reached into his pocket.
"What does that mean?" Trixie asked.
"Well, I recently had a memory come back to me. I don't know anything about it, but it let me know that I can regain my memories," Wind explained as he pulled out a piece of paper.
"So, just because you had that flash, you have hope?" Trixie asked.
"That's right," Wind said. As he said that, Wind started to unfold the paper. "I also took the liberty of drawing something from my memory," Wind said as he showed her the paper. Trixie took the paper and looked at the drawing.
"Wind, what is this flower?" Trixie asked.
"I believe it's called a Moon Flower," Wind said. Trixie looked at the drawing and felt something come up in her mind. "Does it look familiar to you?" Wind asked. Trixie stayed silent as a memory came back to her.
"It does, and I remember it clearly this time," Trixie said in a happy tone.
"That's good, what was it if I may ask?" Wind asked curiously.
"It was about a field of Moon Flowers and there was someone else there with me, but I don't remember or recognize who it was," Trixie told Wind in an ecstatic tone.
"Well, I have two things to tell you. First off, you should calm down," Wind said. Trixie did as Wind told her and calmed down a bit. "Second off, I'm really happy for you," Wind said in a caring tone.
"I should thank you, after all, you helped me get one of my memories back," Trixie said.
"No problem, I understand how you feel," Wind said.
"Here, I imagine you want this back," Trixie said as she gave the picture back to Wind.
"You keep it, I would rather you have it than me," Wind said.
"Isn't this important to you?" Trixie asked.
"That is true, but I think it would be more useful in your hands," Wind said as he got up.
"Are you sure?" Trixie said as she folded the paper up and put in her pocket.
"I'm positive," Wind told Trixie with a smile on his face.
"Well, thank you, I really appreciate it," Trixie said in an appreciative tone.
"Don't mention it," Wind told Trixie. Wind went back inside the cabin and left Trixie outside.
"Wind, you're so nice, I'm curious to know what your past is," Trixie thought as she stood up. Trixie looked around the backyard and saw that something was growing there. "What is that?" Trixie thought as she got closer. When she got close enough, she noticed that it was a flower that looked very familiar.
"What is this thing?" Trixie said to herself as she reached to touch it.
"Trixie, are you coming?" Wind called before Trixie touched the flower.
"I'll be right there," Trixie said as she headed back inside. As Trixie left, the flower seemed to open up slightly before vanishing.