PMD: The Starlit Forest


Oracion Historia I:


There was once a young girl who dreamt of seeing a comet. An eevee of five years, she lay awake each night staring at the stars through her bedroom window, eagerly hoping for a glimpse of sparkling, starry orbs, or wispy streaks tearing through the darkened sky. Weary though she was, the young kit could only growl in protest as her father shut her curtains at the moon's highest hour and demanded she rest.

"It'll be hard to make friends if you're always tired," she'd been warned, but the eevee was wise to her father's tricks. Once she saw a comet up close, she'd have all the time in the world to make friends. Why worry about it now? she thought.

And so, while other kits wrestled and played in the spring fields and meadows, the eevee studied hard, reading of stars and planets, of asteroids and gravity, of dust clouds and novae, and of all the things that made space mysterious. She became fascinated with it all, but nothing drew her quite as well as the ice trails of comets.

"Do you think it would be cold if I touched one?" she asked her father one day, the warm climate of their village making her shiver at the thought.

Knowing little of the space his daughter had grown so fond of, he offered little more than a coat and a gentle laugh in response. "If it is, make sure to cover up." Starstruck by rumors of fallen stars, the eevee lay awake at night until the words of her father ushered her into a gentle dream. One of a crater atop her village's highest slope.

The crater was unsafe, and so all gathered round to sing their praises for the beauty of their newest visitor. A brilliant jewel! The perfect crystal comet, unmarred by blemishes, like a mirror cut like diamonds. However, all was not sound with their otherworldly guest. The eevee watched intently as one by one, cracks began to appear in its beautiful surface. Light began to pour from it, giving the jewel its first chance at sight. Then with one final crack, light cut through the night's darkness, and the jewel separated into fragments too numerous to count.


Author's Note:

Not sure if I'll continue to do these notes at the beginning and end, but just as an introduction to what this is. I've decided to include short, experimental fairy tale-like segments occasionally between chapters. These will always be titled with the phrase "Oracion Historia" followed by a roman numeral, and will revolve around core themes or hint at plot points as the fanfic progresses. Thanks for reading!

-EMG