The sight is breath taking, the sky is bright as the sun shines warmly but stars are still twinkling with bright colors. Flowers made of precious gems dot the grass between trees with smoky trunks and leafs made of stars. Clear glass fountains spluttering gold and silver dust sparkle in small clearings with cushioned benches. Golden paths line the ground of the flourishing gardens with the colorful wispy forms of spirits walking or resting in the clearings flicker here and there.
Lions with manes made of feathery flames and golden eyes are picking fruit of the branches of trees. Phoenixes made of wind and ice are soaring through the skies or resting in trees. Tigers with strips of dripping magma that disappears when it hits the ground roam the paths. Black panthers with sparks shooting of their fur are resting in the shade or grooming each other’s fur. Deer are weaving through the smoky trees to us. They have flowers and moss growing off their fur, the males antlers are made of twisted branches sprouting few leafs.
Laughter rings like a bell through the gardens as small wispy forms of children race through the trees. Nya looks at them and asks, “Did they die?”
Father shakes his head. “No, there are two ways to get here. 1, you die. Or 2, you are born here. It is very rare for a child to be taken from your world and in to the Spirit Realm. If that were to happen then it is to save the child from pain. The transfer hurts and they might cry but they do not really feel it.”
Sensei Wu tilts his head to one side, “Do the homes ever get to crowded?”
Father thinks for a minute then says, “There are no houses here only the gardens and clearings which are always expanding or shrinking to provide the space needed.”
Lloyd scoots to one side and narrowly avoids being run over by a group of kids playing tag. Cole looks in to the trees, “I understand the expanding part but shrinking?”
Now it is my turn to answer, “The spirits fads away when they are satisfied with the time they have spent here. Some spirits are adventurous so they move on quickly, but others like to stay and relax so they don’t move on as fast. And occasionally a friend may wait for another or a lover my wait for the other, so they can again be together.”
“But that doesn’t quit answer the question.” Kai says.
“Yes it does, you just have to use your head.” Zane replies.
“So when a lot of spirits move on at the same time the gardens shrink?” Lloyd ponders.
“Exactly.” Father smiles.
“Father can we go to the Fire Hills?” I ask excited.
“Why of cores we can.” He says as he leads us down several curvy paths.
“What are the Fire Hills?” Kai asks.
I reply with one word only, “Dragons.”
“Are there more realms?” Zane asks.
I shrug, “I only know of the Spirit Realm and the Fire Hills.”
“Yes there are thousands of realms! The Spirit Realm is like a door to the Fire Hills, Alive Pages, and Other Galaxies.” Father continues, “Fire Hills has dragons. Other Galaxies is a whole other universes, to them our world could be like a TV show. Alive Pages is a hallway with doors that go on forever. The doors are books so if you go in one you enter the book and the book becomes a world you can live in and interact with the characters.”
The gold path turns to silver and we come to a cliff that has three doors in it. The middle door is gold and has a flame painted on it. The one to the left is silver and has a book on it. And the one to the right is emerald with a world on it.
Father walks over and places his hand on the gold door in the middle. The door doesn’t budge. “Sorry it looks like I’m not allowed to enter.”
“It’s ok, I think it is time for use to head home. Till next time father.” I say and walking to the emerald door with the world on it I let it swing open and walk in. “You guys coming or not?”
“Coming.” Jay says as he and the others walk in after me.
The walls are lined with doors that have symbols engraved on them. As I walk down the hall I skim over the symbols. “Don’t open any of the doors or you well be sucked in and I am got strong enough to fish you out.” I call back to them.
Finally I come to a door with a symbol that reads, ‘Ninjago.’ I push it open and we get pulled in.
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Ninjago's Shadow
Fanfiction{Book 2} Not all is as safe as it seems. I feel a darkness rising from the shadows. Love hangs by a thread and a fallen star my be the only key... ((home made cover))
