Hey everyone… here’s the next chapter of The Creators…. The Rayne’s is a new idea that I have developed for this story. It was an idea that came to me while writing this story. Hope to hear some feedback. ENJOY!!
Chapter 1
The rain drops were pounding loudly on the roof, Jaine could see the rain drops hitting hard on her window panes, Jaine was trying to sleep but the sound of the rain and the howling of the wind was keeping her awake. Papa was away, and she felt so lonely and scared. “Oh dear God, please, please stop the rain” cried Jaine as she covered her face with her pillow. As Jaine drifted off to sleep, she dreamed again as she has been since her last birthday. Jaine just turned 14, two weeks ago. Since the first night of her 14th birthday, when Jaine slept she dreamed of a beautiful lady singing sorrowfully. The voice was so haunting and she felt the pain and loneliness of the lady. Each day the dream became more real.
Today the dream was different, she saw herself walking along a crystal clear stream. The water was gleaming and the pebbles were not pebbles, but precious stones, diamonds so clear you can see your face through it, rubies the color of fresh blood, emerald as bright as fresh young grass and sapphires the color of a clear blue sky. The trees and foliage along the stream were green; wild flowers of all colors were growing in between the trees, bushes
and around the rocks. As she looked closely she saw little people as tiny as a grain of rice hovering between the foliages. They had tiny wings at their feet that made it possible for them to float around. The color of their hairs was the color of the precious stones along the river. They spoke in a sing a song voice, voices so pure and so dreamlike. They were called Rayne’s. Rayne’s are not fairies. They are small like fairies but they do not have wings, they look like humans but they are not, they can swim like a fish but they are not mermaids. They are the best of all three, fairies, humans and mermaids. Rayne’s are the guardians of land and sea. They are so tiny you can’t see them but you can feel them in the air you breathe. Their essence is of peace, serenity and love. They keep the harmony between the life forces of the earth.
As Jaine walked past the Rayne’s she heard them singing:
O Pure love
O Pure heart
See not what your eye sees
Hear not what your ear hears
Let your heart feel the kindness
Let your heart see the gentleness
Believe thy heart as, it is the truth
Follow what thy heart knows is the right path
Not what thy eyes or ears show you
Jaine, did not understand, what that song meant but the song stirred her heart deeply. When Jaine woke up in the morning, she knew that she had to find that place in her dream. If only she knew where to go.
The sun was streaming into the room, today the birds were chirping so loudly, it was almost like they were announcing or celebrating something. As Jaine’s hand slowly parted the curtains of the window in her bedroom, she felt the warmth of the sun slowly enclosing her and it was an embrace of love she felt and it was a feeling of great peace. She opened her windows wide; to soak up the entire beauty of nature andwhat she saw took her breath away. As far as her eyes could see, Jaine saw her beloved forest gleaming with such a bright ray of colors, the forest looked so inviting this morning , as the gentle breeze caressed her she heard soft whispers beckoning her to the forest. Just as the whispers died down, there then she heard the sweet singing voice of the Lady in her dreams.
Jaine was anxious to get out off the house but Papa just arrived last night and he wants to have breakfast with her this morning. As Jaine sat through her morning hour with Papa she could not remember a word of what papa had told her. All she could hear was the lady’s singing beckoning her to come. Papa left mid-morning for some business in town and told Jaine not to wait as he would be home late. As soon as papa left, Jaine packed some light snacks and put on her boots just in case she had to walk through a stream and a coat over her dress to keep herself warm if the wind gets too chilly. With great expectation and excitement Jaine took off towards her beloved forest. The closer she got, the clearer the voice was. Jaine heard whispers of
the Rayne’s guiding her in the path. The voice kept getting clearer and sweeter. Jaine walked for a long time, until she realized that she had reached the heart of the forest. She had never gone this deep into the forest, she felt very drained and tired. She found a clear spot under the tree and sat down to rest and drifted off to sleep.
“Jaine, Jaine, look for the heart, it’s the path that will lead you to where she is, the door only opens to those of pure heart”. Jaine woke up with a start. Her eyes searched around for the voice in her dream. This was not like her other dreams. The voice was of a different tone. It was a voice of desperation and urgency. Something about the voice, told her that there was a relationship between the lady in her dreams and the voice now. Jaine did not hear the Lady’s voice anymore.
Jaine saw that the sun was right above her. She knew she had to move on otherwise she will not be able to finish her quest before evening. She ate her sandwiches to strengthen her and continued her walk. This time however, the Rayne’s were hovering before her, leading her towards a path, which she had not see before. Jaine did know that the Rayne’s are usually not visible to the naked eyes, nor can a human hear their voices. However, Jaine is a Heart woman and the keeper of the forest. The Rayne’s were singing and moving in a circular motion towards the deeper end of the forest. Her mind told her to go home, but her heart tugged at her, a pull so strong she could not bear to turn back. Along the path the trees became greener and thicker. The flowers along the path were not of any kind she had seen in all her life nor had she seen in her books. She knew she did not make this part of the forest as it was not possible to imagine such beauty. The flowers were the colors of
Gem stones, some were on the ground and some were like creepers decorating the trees with colors so bright that it was illuminating the path with rainbow like colors. As Jaine walked she felt the trees and the flowers bowing to her and she saw the branches of the trees opening and clearing the path for her.
The further she walked the stronger the presence of the lady was felt. Just then, she heard the beckoning of the lady’s singing voice again. The Rayne’s stopped at the center of a huge tree. The leaves on the tree were of the deepest shade of green she had ever seen, and the flowers were a mix of blue, red and yellow and they were shaped like butterflies and dragonflies. Jaine was awed at the beauty of the tree. Jayne knew, this tree was different from of all the trees in the forest and in her heart she knew she had reached the end of the forest. A voice came upon her “My Lady, welcome to Heart”. Jaine jumped in shock. She realized it was the tree who was speaking “Who are you?” asked Jaine to the tree. “Fear not my lady, your arrival has been long awaited by the beings of the Heart Forest. This is your place, your destiny”, “Follow the Rayne’s they will lead you to where you have to go, Let your Heart lead you”.
There was a waterfall by the tree, the branches from the tree was leaning towards the waterfall. She saw some of the Rayne’s diving into the waterfall which was crystal clear and the water was shimmering like diamonds. Jaine was enthralled at the divine creation before her. Jaine was pulled by the Rayne’s towards the waterfall, she was so fearful of falling, but the Rayne’s whispered to her in a song to trust and follow. She let them lead her, as she
was moving she realized she was gently being lifted up by hundreds of Rayne’s holding on to her dress giving her the lift to fly. She was so elated, as she was brought down gently towards the bottom of the waterfall, she saw Naiads and Mermaids swimming, laughing and playing in the water. When they saw Jaine, they bowed towards her. As her feet touched the cool water, she felt the water from the waterfall embracing her and she felt the energy in her veins and her blood. Jaine, felt so energized and refreshed. As she slowly swam across the curtain of the waterfall, Jaine could hear the voice of the lady singing again. ..

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