Gary and Raindrops Share the World
Gary the gargoyle wasn't grumpy, exactly. But perched high atop the town hall, his stony scowl and outstretched claws did tend to send shivers down the spines of passersby. He yearned for company, for someone who wouldn't scream and run at the sight of him. But alas, gargoyles weren't exactly known for their social lives.
One particularly gloomy afternoon, a fat raindrop, plump with the weight of a long journey, plopped right into Gary's cupped hand. "Well, hello there," chirped a tiny voice. Gary blinked, startled. The raindrop, no bigger than his thumb, was wiggling its little water droplet body.
"I'm Raindrops," the tiny voice continued. "Been traveling the world on the wind currents. This seems like a rather… gloomy place to land."
Gary, surprised but intrigued, rumbled in his deepest voice, "It's not so bad. Just a bit lonely, you see."
Raindrops, ever the optimist, splashed around in Gary's hand. "Lonely? Nonsense! I've seen the most amazing things on my travels. The Great Wall of China, the bustling markets of Morocco, the penguins waddling on the icy shores of Antarctica!"
Gary listened, captivated. Raindrops, it turned out, was a born storyteller. As the rain continued to fall, Gary perched Raindrops on his shoulder, the tiny droplet regaling him with tales from faraway lands.
The next day, something peculiar happened. People, instead of avoiding Gary, hesitantly approached. "Excuse me, Mr. Gargoyle," a timid voice squeaked, "is it true you know stories of faraway places?"
Gary, with Raindrops perched on his ear, booming out directions, relayed the tales he'd heard the day before. Soon, a crowd gathered, children wide-eyed, adults chuckling at Raindrops' witty asides. Gary, the once-feared gargoyle, became the town storyteller, a stone sentinel with a heart full of wonder and a tiny raindrop friend who brought the world to his doorstep.
News of the friendly gargoyle spread. People from neighbouring towns came to hear his stories. Gary, no longer lonely, revealed in his newfound popularity. He learned that being a gargoyle wasn't just about scaring people; it was about sharing stories, about showing that even the most stone-faced creatures could have a heart full of warmth and a friend who fit right in the palm of their hand.
The End
