Home World
Dec. 4th, 2015 04:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
unknownmoiraiHer home is unreachable by others, a dark purple and silver mist surrounds the boarder. Those who analyze it see it as a deadly storm swirling with poisonous gases and other hazards. It blinks like it's alive, lighting jumping through the thick mass to ward off all from the outside. This could be heaven but it all depends on your point of view.
Inside the storm is much different. It's a world of its own, there is strange mist surrounding it and yet there is light. The inside has a shimmering silver sky. A few clouds dot across the horizon but today is clear. The "planet" isn't very big, it might take 48 hours to travel around on foot. There is one lake that only contains fresh water and it's where the populace of the planet retrieved their water. It rains like any other world and the water is cleaned and recycled within the air. Those who live on in this world all have defining traits, their hair is white and their eyes shine in hues of sapphire blue, emerald green and amethyst purple. They all wear light colors such as yellow and white, in long flowing rolls of fabric.
Their buildings looked like ruins; stones that have been placed and then withstand the test of time. The city is paved with similar stones however the rest of the planet is covered with long fields of green. There are a few strange unknown animals live there, they haven't been given names because there was never a need to identify them. The people who called this planet their home are a peaceful sort. They never leave and when they were born they were born with a purpose. Once that purpose had been completed they will fade into the storm that protects their world. When a soul's born, it came from above as well, breathing life into the child. This is how they lived and their life was simple and happy.
Some people call them angels but they're far removed from the politics of the Lord.
That peace shattered when the twins were born. There were no names to those who called this place their home and there were no surprises. There had never been twins before. The elder, who was the oldest in the village by about 2000 years old, had claimed it to be a bad omen but there was little to do to stop it. They weren't violent and so they raised the two girls as they would any others.
On their sixteenth birthday one of them wanted a name. Maria. Once again surprise settled over the populace but the girl didn't care. There was something in her that wasn't in the others: desire, greed, fear and hope. She wanted more out of life than what was decided for her.
Her sister watched Maria, unsure what to do. They haven't found out what their calling was but the elder said that it would come in time. A year later Maria was taken in by the Watchers and her sister was taken in by the Keepers to begin what the village considered their calling. Things calmed for the next year but with Marie's restlessness it wouldn't remain calm.
On their eighteenth birthday, Maria grew pure white wings. She took off into the sky and through the mist that protected the secluded world. Her sister watched and for the first time felt sadness. Her tears, her emotions, started a reaction similar to Maria's and with the elder's blessing she asked to leave the planet knowing that she'd never be able to return home.
She had no name. She had no idea what to do but it didn't matter because she loved her sister. No one should have to be alone. As the girl grew her wings she noticed the turning and shifting of the mist above as if it was speaking to her. She tried to listen and then softly she heard a voice. "This is your path." The words ring out in her heart as she took to the sky and followed after Maria.
When she exited the other side of the storm she didn't know what to expect. This was her beginning.
