Autumn Magic
It was raining. A slight drizzling liquid streamed from the sky above, which was coloured a dull grey. Dusty grey, like it had been for quite some time. The raindrops watered the earth beneath, giving life to nature all around. However, it seemed a certain mood haunted the forests, dwelling across and capturing everyone it came across in it's enchantment. A silver cage, locked up between invisible bars. Drown of agony inside my silver cage.
No animals were around - seen or heard. The treetops were deserted, and in the places between their roots travelling across the ground, an eery silence lingered just too long for comfort.
It felt like the rain slowly drowned out the sound until only the drilling of heaven's tears plummeting down and slamming into the forest ground like silver bullets could be heard.
A little girl was dancing through the woods. She wore a little dress as well, to cover up her little body, randomly picked from the walk-in closet of any given fairytale-princess. One of those magic wands layed loosily in her hand, one of those cheap glittering things you spot everywhere around the time of Halloween. To her, it was magical. She followed a path that seemed clear to herself, but not to you and I. It glittered in the sky, swinging the little girl from left to right as she sometimes halted to twirl around. Golden brown hair framed the girls face as she lost her balance, her short legs collapsing beneath her as she dropped to the ground. A smile spread as she opened her mouth to catch heaven's tears raining down upon her. She didn't seem to notice the eery silence. She was thirsty, you see.
Her eyes sparkled. She was a princess from a fairytale. She was happy, amidst all the chaos and sadness the rain brought. She welcomed it with open arms.
The moonlight from a bright, full moon, spreading beams of silvery light through the tree branches with the ultimate goal as to reach the littkle figure drapped across the forest bottom. It reflected on the small, silver locket strapped around the little girls neck, reading two tiny engraved initials.
K.E.
Let's not ruin her happy dream, as she danced across the lands. ...Let's not break her rays of light.
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Another time, another place.
A long, slender hand slid down the cold bars of steel that formed a steady gate, seperating this patch of land from the rest of the world. With a sigh, she pushed open the gates. Walking across the wet grass, this girl bit her lip. The semetary was covered with tombstones, looking incredibly creepy because of the fog hanging just above the ground. She looked down, couldn't see her feet in the strappy sandals she wore.
The silence pressed down upon her as she made her way to a certain grave by the edge, placed gracefully under one of the oak trees that grew vividly on the cemetary. It would have looked beautiful, had it not been the red clouds in front of the moon covering the light present with a red glow. The mists on the floor around her feet resembled blood, a morbidly twisted red haze sreading across this field of the dead. She kneeled infront of the stone, tracing the engravings across the marble - old words that had lost their shine over the years, seemingly meaningless to whoever would randomly come across. Not to her.
Katherine Evans - Loved mother
For all those times we are
She stripped herself of her long, kneelength black coat, revealing a summer dress.
It was autumn, she noticed.
The dress reached down to her knees, a deep leaf green that would have blended in with the greenery, the leaves around her, had they not changed themselves to autumn shades. Her strawberry blonde hair wavered around her head, spreading wide as she layed herself down while the long slender hands still remained on the cold, lifeless marble of the tombstone holding her precious. Dirt tangled between her tresses. She didn't care. Her aquamarine eyes closed shut to hide her pain from the world as tears of agony raced down her cheeks.
The girl layed in despair, sobbing her pain out. She was hurt beyond repair, a cracked porcelain doll with no glue around. A fragile form in a world too hard on her. A flying fantasy amidst memories of dreams. She felt alone.
She threw herself on the grave, letting go of everything she ever wished to be.
Suddenly, her eye spotted a sparkle in the grass, a few meters away. She ruined her dress as she took her time to crawl over, ripping and tearing the soft green fabric. She reached out, and a feeling of comfort washed over when her fingers touched the object, cool and long... A staff? She drew in her arm, and couldn't help but feel a small smile running past her lips before it turned into a frown again.
What's this doing here? This girl wondered, holding the glittering wand into the air as the red moonlight caused the item to sparkle like never before. She could imagine a little girl, a little princess somewhere, locked in a tower high above, shielded from the world by silvery bars that kept her from her magic.
The girl smiled.
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A little female bounced up, whiped the dirt of her little dress and continued to dance through the forest.
Her light never ended.
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