Hey everyone since I'm good for the summer I decided to start writing stories again!
This is one I thought of myself a fantasy type of story I hope you all enjoy.
For this chapter I wrote in poetic terms but other chapters will be written in normal story format unless they are similar chapters like these ok
Please enjoy guys i've missed you!
Colours of the Spirit
This is the story of many lives entwined in fates red rope all knotted together one way or another read and you shall find out.
This one was born of the Earth...
A pallid face pressed against a frosty window pane, painfully heaving heavy tearless sighs quietly listened.
When the moon sings
her sorrow brings
a calming to my soul
Her eyes looked up to the black night sky and caught a glimpse of moonlight shining through the hollow winter trees all dressed in white.
When life departs
from a beating heart
its spirit still lives on
Her eyes slowly averted to the body that lay on the bed across the room. She counted the number of times the chest fell on her fingers. 1, 2, 3...
And on her pale horse
she will ride
she will come
The distance between them was far, so far. She could never bridge the gap.
When you try to resist
she is simply merciless
Its face so pale, a ghostly white, was left unveiled in all its deathly glory. The thinning hair, the fragile breaths, the flaking skin was all its deathly glory.
Be patient now
she will come
with conviction she will reap
Within that tiny room her name was never said. But within that tiny room her presence was always felt, suffocating the atmosphere now only fit for the dead. But she felt dead, as close to death as that body that lay across the room.
Without a word
without a sound
surely she will come
She thought she heard a neigh, a ghastly sound that stilled her trembling limbs. She crawled to the body that lay for dead and clung to its lifeless arm. That same arm that was her shelter, her protection, her life lay motionless on that chilled bedside.
She watched that wooden door anxiously and listened with rapt attention. Retaliate. That is what she planned to do the minute she rode into this room.
If you ever see her face
you'll never live to tell the tale
for Death is not for the living
but for those that wait for heaven or hell
She saw her on her sickly horse, met with her merciless gaze; she watched her reap her mother's soul with her conviction she was tamed.
Retaliate. A cry escaped from her lips she had no strength to do so against something she could not possibly resist.
But why was she still standing here upon the land of the living?
Why was she still alive with her small heart still beating?
She ran she ran after that horse that trod without a sound. And with all her might, she could feel her little beating heart pound. Her mother's face now veiled in white waved a ghostly hand adieu. But she ran 'till morning until they were clouded by morning mist and dew.
She collapsed upon the earth's floor, upon its teardrops shed anew and on winter's morning grass she fell into a slumber that she wished would never pass.
'May she be reborn in natures power, love and care
without hatred, sorrow, scorn no burden shall she share
from Death may she be free to become the deity she is meant to be'
The trees with their hollow trunks and branches dressed in white swayed to the wind in chanting. They concealed her body under snow and dew all through winter's harsh weather. And when spring dawned no longer did they mourn but new life was now to begin.
That child she woke after, what seemed to her, many years later. She felt different, confused and so full of energy as though the Earth had just given birth to her. In some way it had, it sheltered her from winter cold and snow and now she was alive and well with a new inner glow.
Midori
She heard a whisper. She could not trace the sound.
Midori
The Earth said again and this time she answered back.
"Is that my name? Midori?"
She waited for an answer.
Midori Yumi
The clarity of the words surprised her but she continued to listen on. She yawned and stretched her limbs that were paler but more aglow. Her hair lapped around her like vines on a tree, twisting and turning around her body and it was a blonde colour she had never before seen.
'Was my hair not brown and were I not more tanned. It must be this winter sleep but still this is not me'
Take up your destiny young child you were reborn by the Earth. Nature is your home, your weapon and your worth. Human child the more you grow the more you will become a part. Your only curse is that from this Earth you shall never be able to depart.
"I will never depart..." she said these words in perplexing tones as she slowly stood up again. She stumbled but was caught by a branch that helped her stand again. She searched for some water and once she did she took a look at herself. The reflection she saw filled her with awe at her new appearance.
'Eternal life forever like this?' She said with wonderment and bliss.
She touched her face and smiled. Then a pang of sorrow hit her chest, a sorrow so mild. Her mother, her mother was lost to her last winter and now she was a lonely child. Memories of her mother waving haunted her mind but through that blissful sleep no worries or troubles could she find.
Dear child don't fret this is your new life. We share your burden and for your mother we have wept she is in a new land now
Nonetheless Yumi still cried quietly to herself for she would never meet her mother again. Her spirit will never depart from the Earth so how could she ever meet her mother again. As her tears fell so did some rain, the Earth did feel her pain.
'I have looked Death in the eyes and it was her gaze I did despise. Why was I reborn into this world again never to depart? I wanted to go with my mother to land of the dead forever in her arms I would feel safe.'
Midori. Yumi. Your name is as we have said. You born from the Earth are green and you shall be strong and sturdy as the bow. Now go forth into the world your destiny awaits it is Death we battle a never ending war. Those whose lives are cut short we must help it is your work now to protect them before she rides on that horse of hers and reaps with her sullen conviction!
The Earth trembled enough for Yumi to feel the anger of nature around her. Yumi too felt the flames of anger ignite in her spirit and stood up again to speak.
"I Midori Yumi reborn of the Earth shall take up the responsibility given unto me. Death shall have no hold on those who have yet to depart!"
Her heart inflamed was drained of pain but stronger than ever before. The Earth gave birth to a formidable weapon that only the worlds apart could feel.
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