Melodious Dawning
The Blue Symphony
sits in the depths of space. Listen and perhaps, just perhaps with those beautiful
harp strung pulled stars you’ll faintly hear it. Then your eyes will sparkle
with amazement. Your symphonic heart will flow with the tune. That’s the chance,
the only chance to watch Orcania’s plentiful planet dim to a shallow haze.
Can you see her? The legendary songstress sleeps within the bowls of the planet.
Sparkles of light flow around her now. She continues to sleep,
bound by a holy seal. To understand her purpose one must understand that very
tune, The Blue Symphony…
The rising sun graced Orcania with a blissful “Good morning”. The luscious grass swayed to the side as a gentle wind pushed in from the east. The precious warmth of autumn filled the air. Ponies of all different colors could be seen grazing with their melodious gaits through the fields and trees. And then came the heart warming moment of the many golden colored leaves, all innocently soaring by the aid of the winds.
Sparkles.
Blue eloquent sparkles followed in a line, waving through the passion filled bundle of fallen leaves. Everything it touched, so gently, it left that temptation, that song and continued to flow throughout hearts, souls, atmospheres, and this land…
‘It’s a symphony of beauty
Sparkling music flows in my heart
Existence lives within’
~ ~
The sparkles let it’s musical whim travel further into the land, passed the many mountains and familiar lands, grazing the children that ran through the grass with their majestic soaring kites.
Over the grassy hills a man wearing a flat straw like Japanese styled hat and brown cloak over his body was slowly rising up as he waltzed along. His head was bowed low and his whitish silver hair was bouncing along his back. He paused and glanced up at the children a distance ahead playing without a care in the world. Nature also seemed to intrigue him, mainly the flying white doves overhead. With them came the embracing winds that ruffled his black square like pants and cloak. A charming yet bitter smile showed from under his hat. He could see the sparkles magically whirl by as if they were a rainbow of musical notes waiting to be read by the wonderful world…
‘Majestic and strong
It’s a magic that will last long
Listen from your heart
And follow
A dream for many
Like a Rainbow with many colorful parts
An uplifting voice…’
~ ~
A young girl with violet colored eyes, and dark brown hair clipped in the back with a hair claw, sat upon a boulder, overlooking the surrounding trees below the mountain top. Her sparkly green leather pants gave off a cheerful semblance along with her long matching trench coat. Her legs were folded against her chest and her face optimistic. The armlet that rested on her right forearm glistened in the sunlight as well. When a swift wind whizzed by, she smiled, gently shutting her eyes. The sparkles grazed by passionately by her face, and in a way, she knew and felt calm and peaceful…
‘Blue Symphony
Embrace me
With your logic
And your hopeful heart
Your spirits (spirits…)
Invite me to a new Dawning!!’
~ ~
White doves and sparkling blue magic sailed the clear blue seas with a swift essence, on a journey…
‘In the light
Keep what you hold to be true
That perfect Blue
O’ Light that hears my voice
Now travel the world
Let them listen…’
~ ~
A small Wind Cruiser was making its way across the ocean. The light brown flaps of the sails helped the propellers on both he bottom and tips of the poles, move along better.
A young cat-boy (Felonian) was at the helm. His sandy brown scraggly hair seemed to blow with a bit of uplifting wind. His cattail swayed from side to side while behind his brown shorts that hung down to his knees. His brown bandana that he wore around his neck touched up against his green vest that was flared at the collars.
He fixed the glasses on his face, pressed a button on the wheel and turned around walking over to his two friends, one a miniature fairy girl with long jade green hair, wearing a long skirt with green trimming at the ends and black stretch pants underneath. The slits on the side of the skirt showcased those. Her tank top rippled gradually from the wind, as the straps were hanging off of her shoulder. The other was a boy of the age of seventeen with red hair that hung slightly in his face and fell down his neck in a ponytail. With his black spandex top on he was leaned against the rail of the cruiser, smirking. His sky blue eyes seemed so innocent next to the strange snowflake tattoo under his left cheek.
“We’re almost there.” Roan, the cat-boy said.
“Good,” The redhead spoke. “This little job is gonna land us some big bucks! I can’t wait!”
“Ryujin!” The little fairy girl stood up on her feet and frowned.
“What?” He exclaimed. “What’d I say now Aleeya?”
“Roan, tell him.” Aleeya crossed her arms and sighed.
The young cat-boy pressed the center of his glasses close to his face. “We need that money for repairs for our business Jin. Some of those expenses have to go to fixing this so called piece of crap, food, clothing and all those necessities.” He muttered. “You know we can’t function with you wanting to spend it on some excursion with a hot date or on some drinks, we just can’t afford it!”
“Say no more.” Ryujin smirked and pat him upside his head. Roan always hated that.
“Stop that Jin!” Roan swatted his hand away. “Jeez I wish you’d stop treating me like a kid.” He grumbled. “I’m trying to be serious here. This job can’t be for fun like we did last time. Remember what happened before?”
“I know,” Jin shrugged. “We were flat cut broke.” He said nonchalantly. He glanced at Aleeya and then Roan. “Just be ready with the cruiser once I nab the mask alright?”
“Just don’t get nabbed in the process.” Roan murmured.
“Don’t worry!” Aleeya giggled as she hovered in the cat-boy’s face. “He wont get into trouble as long as I’m around to keep an eye on him.”
“Hmmmm,” Roan sulked with a belly aching groan. “Somehow I think that’s what I’m afraid of.”
Aleeya and Ryujin glanced at one another and burst out laughing. Roan found nothing funny and only complained about their mocking of his cautious words.
They had little time to see let alone react to the ever-flowing sparkles in the sky above them. What couldn’t be mistaken was that feeling of belonging that now flowed in their hearts…
‘Blue Symphony
Embrace me
With your logic
And your hopeful Heart
Your sprits (Spirits…)
Invite me to a new Dawning!!!
The dank inside of a dark cave was intriguing mainly with the many things that could be held within.
The beautiful sparkles seemed to be on a journey as they moved all about from corridor to cavern. Finally the sparkles ceased moving forward, but more circling itself. The cave shook with a gradual quake only to reveal a green object mounted on the wall. There a woman slept soundly with both hands by her side, waiting the day she would be awakened into the world of Orcania.
The sparkles.
Blue Symphony…
~End
