A journay of memories (Fairy tail fan-fiction)

Hall of Memorys

I woke up but wasn't really awake I was more like floating in darkness, with small lights that look like movie screens, They seem to look like fragments of memory things that Where long forgotten but didn't want to forget, They were just circling around me like I was their centre kinda like the planets revolve around the sun, Each one was a different day, different time with different people, I was smiling so much it's was so nostalgic, I looked so carefree and everyone liked me I really want to remember but I knew I couldn't unless, unless I look through the fragments of memories,

A memory past me I look mealy four years old I chose that first.

-1st memory-

"Mother, mother look at what I made"

I show my mother is the green, purple and black egg in my hand

"Darling that's beautiful where did you find it" Mother asks me

"That big fountain in the middle of the garden The one you said was made when I was born"

I replied to mother

She looked at me shock almost horrified but she still keep her beautiful smile on her face

She had such the angelic face my mother was truly beautiful, long soft wavy caramel brown hair with ruby pink eyes that would warm the coldest of soul's. She was the foundation of beauty and her Greek goddess robes made her curves pop, her OLIVE leaf hair piece complemented her appearance and made her look that much more of a goddess, she was my idol and every one look up to her, her look truly showed the royal blood in her veins. Grandfather and grandmother called mother Athena after the Greek goddess Athena, they believe that the name given to the child is what they will grow up to be and mother turned out just like her name stated.

Mother is the kindest woman in the garden, no one can measure up to her big heart, I've never seen her mad or yell at any one even if they have done something bad she always tries to reason with them and get to the source of the problem, mothers smile was small but warmer than any fire, her laugh soothing, quite and elegant, she always look on the bright side of life and never had anything bad to say about anything but she was no push over that's for sure, she had something she called the slap of love that she would bring a pond any who do wrong and say the words,

"I only hit you because I care for you and wish for you to come to your senses"

Which actually worked almost all the time

-end-

That was as far as I could go in that memory before it went fuzzy, shortly after another screen flew to me this time it was a man, he was holding me in his arms be we're both smiling, seeing this my heart felt worm and it brought tears to my eyes.

-2nd memory-

"Boo" he shout from behind me

"Ahhhhh, hahaha you found me papa" I laughed leaping into his arms

"As always your the last one to be found darling" he smirked

"That's cause I'm great at hide-n-seek" I chuckle wrapping my arms round his neck

Papa was the best and strongest in the garden, every free time he has he spends it playing games with me and the children.

"Lord Cronus, may we play another round" a little girl ask

"I'm afraid not to day this little petal seem far to worn out" papa said

"Am not i can(yawn) play another round" I pouted

Papa simply chucked and walk towards home, as I look up at him he reminded me of the Viking in the stories he reads me but a bit more friendlier.

Papa had cherry red hair it was short and spiky but soft to the touch, a small bushy beard, with crimson red eyes, he was very muscular and had a slim look to him, papa always, always smiled