cobalt

cobalt :: 7

Striking. The colors swallowed me whole, painting my skin and dancing in my eyes.

I still felt the hand of Arsenic, but went into partial shock while drifting.

It seemed as though we were flying through the pages of an old book; the stars growing brighter and the sun stopping its flame, igniting a second later.

Purple, blue, green, red, silver, and black took turns being splattered onto the canvases of space.

My hair fell out of its braid, now flowing behind me. Specks of light and comet dust was being absorbed into my being. Planets of earthy and brilliant colors soaring beside me.

But it was being sucked away into the huge wave of darkness that centered it all. A black hole.

Arsenic pulled my arm and threw me over his shoulder. I decided not to make a protest since it seemed as though one wrong move could mean being dissolved by the deepness of it all.

He gripped a knife in his mouth, still managing to float in the gravity-lacking environment around us.

The boy with the crisp, raven hair sliced the skin under his thumb. Red droplets and pale yellow smoke, along with some sort of bright, crystallized substance drifted towards the dark mass that caused portions of the galaxy from displaying bright colors.

I couldn't feel anything but the strong force pulling us through a funnel of immense darkness. I gripped the blue plaid he adorned, the thoughts in my head blurring as we were being pulled deep into the pit.

As soon as my hazy eyes sensed light, he pulled me into a bridal position and watched as his knife lead us to the light as though it had a mind of its own.

Finally, I felt his feet land upon a solid mass.

I opened my eyes to witness his knife return to its place in his back pocket, him setting me down shortly afterwards.

"βασιλιάς? εσύ είσαι? έχετε επιστρέψει από το ταξίδι σας?" Spoke a small voice.

A boy standing beside tall, metal doors that rose to the clouds. He seemed about ten or eleven, a spear bigger than him clutched shakily in his hand. The child had very pale, blonde locks that poured onto his forehead and a little over his ears. His irises were a tantalizing lavender, swimming in a coal colored ocean.

Yes, the domain of your eyes that are supposed to be completely white, were instead the dark color of black for the young boy.

He was shivering, staring up at Arsenic, waiting for a response.

"Γεια σας, γάλλιο. Δεν είμαι ένας εισβολέας ή το σχήμα λεβιέ ταχυτήτων. Εγώ, όπως και εσείς, είναι οπαδός της τα αστέρια." Arsenic replied, and although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I could sense that his voice was soft and caring.

"Gallium, you can stop shaking now." He chuckled, watching the small boy's eyes grow wider. The child whose name is apparently Gallium rushed over to him and brought him into a embrace, wrapping his fragile arms around Arsenic's stomach.

I couldn't move. Every single sense and vain in my body was still, and no single word dared to leak from my mouth.

"Ποιος είναι αυτός, το αρσενικό;?" Gallium muttered, looking at me.

"That's the one from the prophecy, remember? « Το κορίτσι με τα αστέρια στα μάτια της? »" Arsenic told him, he looking my way as well.

"Will you open the doors?" The element-named boy smiled, nodding towards the large keyhole carved into a sheet of crystallized metal.

Letting Arsenic go from his embrace, Gallium pricked his finger on the point of his spear. His finger was then locked in the keyhole, as he gave a quick twist.

My eyes recognized that same pale, yellow gas that is now seeping from the lock. The doors melted into a gleaming puddle, a flood of maroon and ivory leaking into every pore of my body.

"You found the girl with the stars in her eyes."