I had some major help on this from English class (Thank you so much Mr. B!), since I had issues writing the setting, and just my luck, we did a writing exercise where we had to write in detail about a setting.
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The wind flew through the field, rustling the thin blades of grass and caressing the petals of the flowers. Azure blue was mixed with the gentle orange and red and created a swirl of rainbow pastel colors. A few small trees stood, their branches close to the ground, as if to embrace the pasture.
The sun and clouds were out of sight, and yet everything in the meadow was glowing. There was no sound, other than the gentle breeze that flowed through the field, and yet there was no sense pf silence.
Time seemed to stand still in this place. Seconds took to pass. The serene area was beautiful, yet eerie in a way. Other than one standing girl, who stood there with dazed eyes, not one thing stirred.
Wind passed by again, and the young girl's raven black hair followed the breeze, trying to grasp it. She looked around with shining silver eyes, not knowing where she was, nor why. All she knew was that she was -there-, and that something was bound to happen in this silence.
The girl opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something, then closed it. Something about the place she was in made her want to stay quiet, a perplexing feeling.
Suddenly, she heard a slight whisper of her name. "Crystal..." The voice was peaceful and calm, yet Crystal looked alarmed.
"W-Who's there?" Crystal called out to the field. No one answered. She started to step forward, her eyes dashing back and forth, looking for the source of the voice.
"Who's there?" She called out again. She was answered by the echo of her voice, for no one was found.
She felt like everything was a dream. Nothing felt real, the pasture, the wind, the trees, everything. But the grass tickled at her knees, and the wind felt cold against her face. It felt like an illusion, but it was as real as reality.
"Is this... a dream?" She whispered to herself. She felt lost, confused. Feelings consumed the girl, and Crystal felt lost in bewilderment.
'Crystal...'
She heard the voice once again, that called her name over and over. It seemed calming, reassuring her that she wasn't lost, that she was in the right location, even if it was unidentified to Crystal's knowledge. Crystal walked forward, looking around for the source of the voice, but none was found.
'Crystal... come to me... '
Crystal looked around, still unaware of where the voice came from. She continued to walk forward, confused, often turning herself around to see if someone was behind her. She walked faster and faster, turning around rapidly, hoping that soon she would understand what was going on.
Suddenly, she flew into the air, and fell hard on the ground.
"Owww... oh..." Crystal muttered to herself, coughing at the dust clouds floating into the air. She sat up, brushing the dirt from her pants. Wait... pants?
Crystal inspected the clothes she wore. The last thing she remembered was her falling asleep, in just a light shirt, nothing else since the summer air was heavy and hot. Her wardrobe had changed, though. She wore a black leather, sleeveless shirt that showed her bare midriff. Long matching leather gloves crawled up from Crystal's knuckles and up to her shoulders. Large baggy jeans covered her once-bare legs, and she had boots on her feet.
She blinked, looking at her clothes. "This place is getting weirder and weirder," she muttered to herself. Then she noticed the item that had caused her sudden and short flight.
It was an orb-like object, somewhat small in size. Crystal stood up, and then picked it up, inspecting it. It was a gleaming white, with blue splashes of color on it. It shone in the unseen sunlight.
"Who are you?"
Crystal suddenly turned around, suprised at the voice. It was, however, not the same voice that she heard repeatedly call her name. The new voice was deep, like a male's, but familiar some how. She saw a sillouhette against the horizon of the field. She squinted, trying to focus on the object, but could not. The wind flew again, and Crystal stood there, standing there, having no idea what was going on.
"What's going on in here?" She shouted towards the sillouhette. "Do you know what's going on?"
The sillouhette shook its head. "No..."
'Don not worry.' The calming voice from before had returned, reassuring Crystal once again. 'Do not worry...'
"I'm confused," Crystal said aloud. "What's going on? Why am I here? Somebody tell me what's going on!"
A silence seemed to drift over the field, and then a strong wind came. It was a large gust, harshly going across the field. Crystal lost her balance and felt herself falling to the ground, but before she made her impact, she heard the voice again.
'You will find out soon enough.'
Before she could ask anything, Crystal felt her back hit the ground, her head slamming against the earth. All was quiet in the mysterious field, but then Crystal's view of the field faded away as another wind flew across the field and she lost consciousness.
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I actually never really liked this chapter. Poo. The more I reread it, the more I dislike it.
Ah well. Next chapter will be interesting, me thinks.