<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Mikel X. (http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/Beloveds-Lessons/transformationpossibility3man.jpg)<br/><br/>Mikel stopped outside the manor, his bare feet feeling the moistness of the grass beneath him.  He felt absolutely giddy about the bottle he had in his pocket, smiling as he reached down to roll it in between his fingers.  He let the cool wind and his hair lash at his face as he looked towards the moon.  Full and bright, brighter than usual.  His shirt seemed to pull him in the opposite direction he wanted to go.<br/><br/>He took several steps towards the mansion, glancing towards each room.  Most of the lights were on, though he couldn't see into most of them.  Once in a while, he could see some kind of transformations occouring as he finished his evening strolls.  He really didn't take much time to look tonight, just a quick glance, before he might be summoned by any of the family.  His task for the moment was making sure what was inside the bottle, and nothing more.<br/><br/>There was a small stone path, made of stained glass rock.  It was rather beautiful, and Mikel had spent months perfecting exactly what he wanted his path to his room to look like.  To him, they looked like the stones of life. Two different colors (green and white) of glass surrounded the stones.  He had chiseled, with great accuracy, every part of the stone.  Absolutely no room for error when you are using stone sent over from Italy.  It was a great past time for him.  Gave him an outlet for his frustrations with transformation.  That was one of his reasons for working with his hands.  When he took on a task like that, he wouln't use his abilities.  Made it harder, but he needed to learn to control his talent, master it. <br/><br/>Making sure that he stepped on each of the 13 stones, he made his way to his bedroom.  It overlooked the ocean, but was right next to the western pool.  Often times he thought he was the only one that got the best view.  Mikel's Bedroom (http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/Beloveds-Lessons/MasterBedroom1.jpg)   If you were lying on the bed, you could see quite a distance over the ocean.  If you were standing right by the window, you could see the wilderness below.  The ocean sands were't quite as visible as Mikel would like, but he knew each and every nook and cranny of them.<br/><br/>He took the bottle out of his pocket, and set it on his desk.  He had wondered what was on the small note inside, but he had it now in his hands, ready to open.  He pulled the small cork out of the top of the bottle, and laid it aside.  His next task, although not really a task at all, as he had done this hundreds of times, was to get the note out.  Opening his 225 year old dresser, which still smelled of cedar, he retrieved his long nosed tweezers.  Gently, moving with precision, he pulled the note out. Knowing that he would have to get out his magnifying glass, he read:</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: x-small;">Dear Reader</span></em></span><em>,</em><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: x-small;">  My name is Julie, and I am 26 years old.  I was told that I needed to write a letter and put it in a bottle.  I have been asking around, and no one seems to know the answers.  Since I was young, I have dreamed of having the body of a horse.  See I was born crippled, and the only time that I feel free is when I am riding my horses.  I hope this reaches the right person. I would really like for my wish to come true.  I will give anything that is mine to give. Thank you - Julie</span></span></em><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">He gently sat down his glass, and sat back in his chair, and reached for the ceiling with a big stretch.  Now he would have to spent the next week avoiding family, to look for this woman.  "Hmm," He said aloud, "guess I'd better find this woman."</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">***---*** <strong> To Town </strong> ***___***</span></span>