Submission (#1510) Approved
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18 December 2020, 09:16:53 PST (3 years ago)
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18 December 2020, 14:07:46 PST (3 years ago) by tatter
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This is my first entry for [M-039]
This gift is for SrSheepy, of her Elnin Cheryl.
The english version has 946 words.
I'm submitting both the spanish original version and the english version, since the original story is meant to be in spanish and that's the version SrSheepy wil read. Alsol I'm not very proud of the english translation and I feel like it doesn't make it justice.
This gift is for SrSheepy, of her Elnin Cheryl.
The english version has 946 words.
I'm submitting both the spanish original version and the english version, since the original story is meant to be in spanish and that's the version SrSheepy wil read. Alsol I'm not very proud of the english translation and I feel like it doesn't make it justice.
Content
ENGLISH:
Rays of warm light bathed the interiors of the bakery, passing through the windows where the last drops of morning dew still sparkled. One of the rays that passed through those droplets caressed Cheryl's right cheek, painting it in seven colors.
The young elnin looked distractedly with her arms crossed over the counter as the honey in the large jar in front of her turned into a gleaming golden liquid beneath the sunlight. She did not need to wet her lips with the contents of the jar to form a smile as sweet as the one drawn with her lips. I'm sure that if someone had passed in front of the store, they would have been captivated by it.
Rays of warm light bathed the interiors of the bakery, passing through the windows where the last drops of morning dew still sparkled. One of the rays that passed through those droplets caressed Cheryl's right cheek, painting it in seven colors.
The young elnin looked distractedly with her arms crossed over the counter as the honey in the large jar in front of her turned into a gleaming golden liquid beneath the sunlight. She did not need to wet her lips with the contents of the jar to form a smile as sweet as the one drawn with her lips. I'm sure that if someone had passed in front of the store, they would have been captivated by it.
The sound of the bell attached to the door took her out of her milk and honey dreams, and she suddenly stood upright, ready to serve her first customer of the day. The place was mainly a bakery, but it also had an area set up with tables and a small cafeteria service. Until now Cheryl was in charge of both areas, however, having the bread and cakes ready for when the sun came up and then selling them and serving them in the cafeteria until the sun went down exhausted her. So, from tomorrow onwards, she would hire another elnin to take turns with. Her new companion was good with sweets and gave a good image to the public. Cheryl will try to teach her how to make bread and drinks, and if necessary, they will substitute each other.
Cheryl handed over the change to her first client. She could still smell the smell of freshly baked bread that this elnin was taking away, and she couldn't stop smiling. She made sure no one was on the street before giggling childishly as she took a spin on herself with happiness and adjusted her apron. Cheryl loved her work, she loved seeing people happy when they passed by, whether it was because they had just bought bread that smelled like a Sunday morning, sweets for their beloved ones, or simply because they spent some time drinking hot chocolate while listening to warm music in the background.
The morning passed calmly, and at lunch time Cheryl slipped into the back room to eat some sandwiches she had prepared the night before. The filling was goat cheese and fig jam, a combination of flavors also offered on the cafeteria menu, and which was becoming very popular along with the goat cheese and nut filling scented with wild herbs. Cheryl chewed happily and quietly, accompanied by a glass of chamomile tea.
The bells resounded again, just as Cheryl was finishing clearing the table. She walked over to the counter, and although the combination of delicious food and getting up too early had left her with some drowsiness, it dissipated completely. She had not yet reached her place at the counter, she had stood halfway through watching her new customer. Her face was not familiar, but from his clothes and his youthfulness Cheryl could guess that he was a young apprentice in the temple at the top of the mountain. However, there was something in the boy's aura that produced admiration deep in Cheryl's chest. Without another second of delay and with her cheeks slightly red, Cheryl cleared her throat and moved forward:
"Good afternoon. What can I do for you?"
The elnin looked towards the display where the sweets were, and after a few seconds of meditation, he looked back at Cheryl. She did not expect this young man to have such a captivating voice like the one that caressed her ears afterwards.
"Good afternoon. Uhm... I'd like a cinnamon roll, please?"
The red of Cheryl's cheeks became a shade of scarlet, as she nodded vigorously and proceeded to pick and wrap the order.
"Here is your cinnamon roll, please enjoy it and come back anytime!" She barely had time to say both whole sentences without being choked up by words. She didn't dare look into his cherry-colored eyes as she handed him back his change, and felt a stab of emptiness as the sound of the bell announced that the customer had left the establishment. The presence of that young man had been as warm as the sunshine that comforted her in the mornings. And if that Elnin trained in the temple, she doubted that he would come back to town again in a long time. Without even realizing it, she had left the store as well.
"Excuse me!" She had cried out to him from outside the store. The young man had not gone very far. He stared at her with an innocent gesture of inquiry.
"I... This... If you like the roll please buy more. They are my specialty! My name is Cheryl."
The young man smiled.It was a smile that even golden honey could not compare to Cheryl's heart, shining and warm.
"Of course. I am Geki."
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SPANISH:
Rayos de luz cálida bañaban el interior de la pastelería, atravesando los ventanales donde aún resplandecían las últimas gotas de rocío de la mañana. Uno de los rayos que atravesaban esas gotitas acariciaba la mejilla derecha de Cheryl, pintándola de siete colores.
La joven miraba distraída con los brazos cruzados sobre el mostrador cómo la miel del gran tarro que tenían enfrente se tornaba de un tono oro líquido a la luz del sol. No hizo falta mojarse los labios con el contenido del tarro para formar una sonrisa tan dulce como la suya. Seguro que si alguien llega a pasar por delante de la tienda se hubiera quedado cautivado por ésta.
El sonido del cascabel atado a la puerta la sacó de sus sueños de leche y miel, y de repente se puso erguida, lista para atender a su primer cliente del día. El local era principalmente una pastelería, pero también tenía una zona habilitada con mesas y un pequeño servicio de cafetería. Hasta ahora era Cheryl la que se encargaba de ambas zonas, sin embargo, tener preparado el pan y los pasteles del día para cuando saliera el sol y encima luego ocuparse de venderlo y de servir en la cafetería hasta el atardecer acababa agotándola. Así que a partir de mañana se incorporaría otra elnin con la que turnarse. Su nueva compañera era buena con los dulces y daba una buena imagen hacia el público. Cheryl intentará enseñarle a preparar el pan y las bebidas, siendo capaces de sustituirse entre ellas siempre que fuera necesario.
Cheryl le dio el cambio a su primer cliente. Aún podía sentir el olor a pan calentito recién hecho que se llevaba este elnin, y no paraba dejar de sonreír. Se aseguró de que no hubiese nadie por la calle antes de reír infantilmente mientras daba una vuelta sobre sí misma de felicidad y se ajustaba el delantal. Cheryl adoraba su trabajo, adoraba ver a la gente feliz cuando pasaban por allí, ya fuera porque acababan de comprar pan que olía a una mañana de domingo, dulces para sus seres queridos o simplemente por pasar un tiempo tomándose un chocolate caliente mientras escuchaban música cálida de fondo.
La mañana se desenvolvió con calma, y la hora de comer Cheryl se deslizó a la trastienda para comer unos sándwiches que se había preparado la noche anterior. El relleno era de queso de cabra y mermelada de higos, una combinación de sabores que también se ofertaba en el menú de la cafetería, y que estaba siendo muy popular junto al relleno de queso de cabra con nueces, aromado con hierbas silvestres. Cheryl masticaba feliz y tranquila, acompañada de un vaso de té de camomila.
Los cascabeles volvieron a sonar, justo en el momento en que Cheryl terminaba de recoger la mesa. Caminó hacia el mostrador, y pese a que la combinación de comida rica y haberse levantado muy temprano la habían dejado con algo de somnolencia, ésta se disipó completamente. Aún no había llegado a su puesto en el mostrador, se había quedado parada a medio camino observando a su nuevo cliente. No le sonaba su cara, pero por sus ropajes y su juventud Cheryl podía adivinar que era un joven aprendiz en el templo que había en lo alto de la montaña. Sin embargo, había algo en el aura del muchacho que producía admiración en lo más profundo del pecho de Cheryl. Sin que pasara un segundo más y con los mofletes ligeramente colorados, Cheryl se aclaró la garganta y avanzó:
“Buenas tardes. ¿Qué desea?”
El elnin dirigió su vista hacia el escaparate donde se encontraban los dulces, y tras meditarlo unos segundos volvió su vista a Cheryl. Ésta no esperaba que este joven fuera el dueño de una voz tan cautivadora como la que acarició sus oídos a continuación.
“Buenas tardes. Uhm… Me gustaría un rollo de canela, ¿por favor?”
El rojo de las mejillas de Cheryl se volvió un tono más de escarlata, mientras asentía enérgicamente y procedía a coger y envolver el pedido.
“Aquí está su rollo de canela. ¡Por favor disfrútelo y vuelva cuando quiera!” Le vino justito decir ambas frases enteras sin que se le entrecortara ninguna palabra. No se atrevió a mirar a sus ojos de color cereza mientras le devolvía el cambio, y sintió una punzada de vació mientras el sonido del cascabel anunciaba que el cliente había salido del local. La presencia de ese joven había sido tan cálida como los rallos de sol que la reconfortaban por las mañanas. Y si ese Elnin entrenaba en el templo, dudaba que volviese a pasarse por el pueblo en mucho tiempo. Sin casi darse cuenta, ella había salido también de la tienda.
“¡Perdona!” Le había gritado desde la puerta. El joven no había ido muy lejos. Éste se quedó mirándola con un gesto inocente de interrogación.
“Yo… Esto… Si te gusta el rollo por favor vuelve a comprar más. ¡Son mi especialidad! Me llamo Cheryl.”
El joven sonrió. Fue una sonrisa que ni la miel dorada se podía comparar con el corazón de Cheryl, tan brillante y cálido.
“Por supuesto. Yo soy Geki.”
Rewards
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| Elecite Coins | 6 |
Characters
ELN618: Cheryl
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