his reply was, "I know. I'll miss you."
Mufasa stepped back and started to fade away but just when he was almost gone, Simba shouted, "Dad! Wait!"
"Son?"
"I-I just want you to know... I- love you."
Oh, for the love of the pridelands, now he felt like crying. "I love you too," Mufasa murmered.
***
It was a long walk back to Pride Rock, the longest Simba could ever remember. He crept softly back inside the cave, thinking he hadn't been heard but-
"Hey," Nala called, barely audible. "Get some rest."
"Yes m'am!" came Simba's reply and he heard the lionness laugh her wonderful laugh.
Somehow, he didn't feel scared about going to sleep anymore.
***
Simba woke to brilliant sunshine filtering through the rock. He sighed contenedly, stretched and walked outside.
He lay down and basked in the warm light that was covering Pride Rock. Simba looked up at the sapphire blure sky absentmindedly and could have sworn that he'd heard a very familiar voice:
"You will be a Great King, Simba."
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This story is quite short but very moving at the same time. It
certainly shows how much Simba has remained connected with his father
as well as how much his father's love means to him. I could tell that Simba is still feeling the emotional mentalities since his father was taken from him; and it is because of that that Simba is having those nightmares and mental breakdowns. It is a common thing that happens to certain individuals when they have lost someone close to their heart. Enduring the loss of loved ones is very difficult to do. Me personally, it was since 2002 when I lost a young 19 year-old cousin with cancer, and it still gets to me sometimes. It is hard to let go because it was such a shock to the entire family. So I understand Simba's feelings. I still feel sorry for what he had to go through. Anyway, very beautiful and moving story, mate. Keep up the good
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