Flame

[BeautifulDreamer]

this is the un edited version




A girl of a never before seen planet
Floats from the bottom of the ocean into the sky
Shooting off a light so grate that it overpowers the overshadowing light of the sun
Every living thing on this planet shall experience fleetingly blindness
And yet they will feel no trepidation
For this light that they are immersed in is so calming that it could put your heart to permanent rest
In our time of battle
In our time of falling deeper and deeper into despair
This goddess of peace shall emerge from our deepest waters
And remind us all what the true meaning of our world truly is.












ONE
I’m just a normal merchants daughter, who fallows her dear father were ever he may go. My mother died when I was small, so I was raised by my father. It’s a silly thing really, a girl being raised by the ways of the double-dealing and light-fingered merchant. Who knows how the child will end up? That’s what my auntie thinks anyway.
Auntie Clara is a dignified woman and has never liked the fact that my mother married a measly merchant. In fact, she hated it. So by the time I had turned thirteen my auntie Clara had taken possession of me, and ever since has tried to turn me into a dignified woman. She’s maid me do all the expected things, ballroom dancing, proper eating techniques, how to converse, how to dress, and it keeps going on and on, I’ve begun to think that the erudition will never stop.
It has been a long and arduous four years since I have been imprisoned here in Aunt Clara’s mansion of misfortune, and solitude. A long four years since I have seen my adoring father, and a sad year of which I have lost all hope of him coming to unearth me, to fight for me, like he always said he would. I’ve been going buy my same old program, for the first few hours I am meant to practice my violin, fallowed by more dance lesions, and then more lesions on how to be proper. Out of all of the new things that I am being forced to learn, and the fact that I am being forced to learn them… I am actually starting to like them.
I find bliss and ease in my violin, for I find its music calming.
As for the dance floor, I’m a little bit more anxious about. Aunt Clara says it’s because I haven’t found the right dance partner. Auntie Clara believes in the things such as, soul mates, and your one true love. I just find the subjects to be… claptrap. Or at least, that is what I let myself to believe. It is every young girls dream to find the one that they are meant for, the one that you can never replace, you soul mate.

[BeautifulDreamer]

Two

I heard a voice calling me, “Chassidy! Come down from there you silly girl!” It was Auntie Clara. I could tell by her high shrill voice, and the sudden sent of lavender, that crammed the room.
Whenever Aunt Clara couldn’t’ find me, I was usually up on the highest floors balcony balancing on it like I was a little cat, just staring out into the lucid sky.
I look down from my balcony of clarity, and into the haze of lavenders. “Yes Aunt Clara.”
I could see Aunt Clara smile out of the corner of my eyes. I did not need to ask why, for I have already pried her brain of all that she is. ‘I can’t believe that I have nearly trained the retched childe’. Are the words that are going threw her head.
“Chassidy, my child, we are going to a grand ball tonight, so you must go get a new dress fitted, now come.” Aunt Clara stomped away, expecting me to obediently follow her. A few years ago I would have ran off right then and there, but I was broken. The girl that I used to be, that energetic girl who would always stand up for her rights, and never cared what others thought of her, was completely broken down.

The dress that Aunt Clara picked out for me was a simple plane Wight dress with green stitching and lace as a back. I had put my broad long dark brown hair up into a loose ponytail. And before I new it I was flying across the ball room floor, twisting and twirling, until I felt as if I was going to fall from dizziness.
I walked out onto the balcony for some fresh air, and I ended up sitting on top of the railing, one habit Aunt Clara Could never brake me of. I looked down, and smiled. We were pretty high up, my guess would be about 4 stories high. Looking up into the night sky I felt the refreshing cool air on my face, and couldn’t help but relax.
I felt a small pressure against my back push my forward. Just that change in balance sent me falling to the depths.
I have heard that falling to your death was a more peaceful way to go. I didn’t believe it until now. The cool breeze of the night air smoothly sliding past my face, it was almost as if I was flying, but I braced my self, I braced my self for the impact. I wanted to be brave, I wanted to face my death full on, but everything kept getting darker and darker. Then my vision started to blur, and my body went limp. I blacked out.

[BeautifulDreamer]

Three

It’s cold. I can’t feel anything. I feel as if I am floating. Am I dead? All I see is black. I slowly gained the feeling back in my body, I was not dead. I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. Nothing was broken either. I sighed, looked around, and finally realized that I was not in the garden that was beneath the balcony.
It was dark, and damp, and very cold. I felt the floor for I could not see anything. It was stone. I slid my hand across the floor crawling carefully around until I fount a stone wall. Using the wall for balance I stood up and tested my legs…fine, they were fine, not one single problem wrong with my health. I’m starting to doubt I actually went to the ball. If it wasn’t for my dress I would have said I had been sleeping and dreamed the whole thing. With one hand on the wall I felt around and felt many nooks and bumps. I was in a cave? Is there and opening? How did I get here? What happened when I was out? When I was running the nights events threw my head trying to remember exactly what happened, when I fell in something very wet and very deep.
“What is this some kind of cave pond?” I waded around but I never found a shallow end. I decided to be adventurous and took a quick berth and dove down. Deeper, and deeper, it just kept going. My eyes opened under the pressure of the water, and they didn’t sting. It’s not salt water. Wait…what is that? There was a light shinning threw the water a few feet away. Is that a way out? I was almost out of breath, but I kept swimming hoping that that light was my way out. I was getting harder and harder to keep moving. No I’m almost there, just keep moving you can do it. This was it. This is as far as I can go. I tried to take a breath, but felt the water flow into my lungs. Unable to breath I kept falling back into the depths of these unknown waters. No, no not again, I was supposed to die once this night, I don’t want to actually die this time.
I see…fire, floating in the water. Is that possible? The fire was coming closer, it was reaching for me. This fire was a wild fire …but it was trying to help me. At that moment I fell in love with that bright flame. I reached out for it, and felt the flames strong grip take me into its warm embrace. I felt …..at home. Then yet again my world turned black but the last thing I saw was my rescuing flame.