He was a boy cursed by the god of Punishment to an overwhelming sadness. Destined for a tragic fate. Reborn into the ashes of a forest.
Found by a white nine tailed fox that would show him the way. To help mend his sadness so he could rise a great...
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"How could anyone grow a garden here?" Questioned a concerned Kira. She wanted to help Yoongi, but it seemed impossible. The land just didn't seem workable.
Kira slumped down the side of the palace wall. A swirl of blue smoke forming in front of her.
"Why so blue?" Jimin asked, crouching down. Kira sighed, pointing towards the dry tundra beneath them.
"Nothing can grow in conditions such as these."
Jimin stood up, turning in circles to get a full view of the vast land around the palace. Sure the dirt was dry as a desert. But the dream for Kira's king to have his love was strong, or at least that's what Taehyung told him.
Looking back at Kira, he smiled.
"Anything is possible, you just have to believe it to be so. Take a look around."
Jimin gestured towards the lane around them. Kira let her eyes drift around the place. Gradually the subtle browns of the dirt and the grays of the palace walls started to change. Beautiful wild flowers, lilies, roses, and daffodils sprang to life all around. Luscious green grass filled the void, followed by a rush of water from underneath what use to be a dying tree that now rose high into the sky. It's branches, filled with the greenest of leaves.
It was breathtaking and all it took was a blink of an eye for it to turn back into the disappointment of brown and yellow sands.
"Do you see the possibilities?" Jimin smiled at Kira.
Kira sighed. She did see the possibilities. Somehow she didn't grasp how all of that would come to be. Especially the stream that flowed through. How would that come to be?
"Do not let doubt cloud your hopes and dreams, my dear." Jimin stroked her cheek, speaking softly. Kira gazed into his cerulean blue eyes. The calm reflected like a glass lake on a starry night. She knew he was right. She gave him a nod, moving away to wander around some more.
"We should go to the market." Jimin suggested, walking a few paces behind her.
"Okay." If it wasn't for the fact that he was a god. Jimin would not have heard her.
Along the streets of the village, merchants busied themselves with their trades. Holding out fresh goods and fine jewelry to them as they passed by. Every now and then Jimin would stop to bargain with one of them. He had an eye for beautiful things.
Kira watched as his eyes danced with glee, examining an intricate necklace. With a dew drop crystal surrounded by little finely crafted petals.
"How much is this?" He asked, holding it out to the scruffy looking man. The man took the necklace, turning it over in his hand.
"5,000 gold pieces."
Kira's eyes bugged out. For that? There were necklaces finer than that one in the palace that cost less. However, Jimin didn't think anything of it. The price seemed agreeable to him.
