Short story;

Fairy tales

A/n
God, do I love this story. Did I finally think I can make a non- death- traumatising story, do I come up with the third and fourth 'part' of this💀 lmao

"Winding river, but it's not surrounded by earth. Or grass. Or anything you're used to see. It's completely surrounded with sand. Everywhere is sand, water, houses. There's no such thing as earth, there.

Three planets in that universe. Two planets where beings live, having the appearance of humans. Though, they aren't exactly like us.

Its a good day today. He wakes up with a smile on his face, knowing it's gonna be a great day. He jumps out his bed, allowing himself to really feel the air.

With a flick of his hand, a stream of air, wind, pushes his bedroom door open. He stands up and remaining smiling, he walks over to it. His mom is waiting on the other side, arms over each other.

'Late.' She pushes her hand forward and little glimmers appear near the door handle, and the door is being shut.

His at first so happy mood is ruined. 'Sorry, mom,' he mumbles. 'It's okay,' she sighs, 'hurry up.'

Humming, he walks outside, climbing down the ladder. The house is built onto pillars, above the water. With another flick of his hand, a new stream of air takes him up in the air. It takes him to a farther place in the river.

By the time he arrives, the stream of wind has gotten too small to carry him, and if it weren't for his dad, he would've fell into the river.

His dad pushes his hand to before his body and a hole appears underneath him. He falls through it and it happens to be a portal, travelling him to next to his dad.

'You're late son, let's go quick!'

He steps in the boat with his dad and he goes to sit in a comfortable position. He concentrates and a soothing wind flows into the sail of their boats, moving them.

As they reach a further part of the river, the wind has found its movements and the boy can relax a little. His dad was busy with the sails, but now the crew has taken over and he sits next to his son.

He places an arm around his shoulder and laughs loudly. 'Dad, please-'

They've come to their known spot and the boy makes the wind come to a stop. His dad grabs the nets and fishing rods and they fish until the sun goes down in her beautiful red and orange colours.

That's the last he saw before returning home, using his magic of the elemental power air.

Yun of the missing earth universe.

The blue skies slowly start darkening. The moon provides the only light. It shines down on the tents the people made. You'd say they'd make a fire to warm themselves.

The people lay in think layers of cotton and wool, hugging each other in their sleep. That way they share their body warmth.

A little girl stares up at the moon outshining all the stars around it. 'Vivian, Lizzie, where are you?' She whispers to the sky. Her eyes dart from star to star. She sighs and turns around in her dads arms.