I remember grandma telling me the stories. About mystical creatures and lands, she had so many stories. But out of the thousands, there was one I asked my grandma to repeat again and again.
The girl with crystal tears.
She lived on a far away planet, all by herself. I remember gran telling me about the people of her land being wiped out, and the girl was so sad she could only cry. But as she cried, her tears turned to crystals, surrounding her in a fortress of crystal. She was alone on her planet, Galvadon. No one has ever even seen the planet let alone the fortress since the incident. Till today.
I never thought I'd ever see the crystal fortress. Ever. Yet here I stand seeing the light reflecting off the rippling beauty. I press my hand to it, shivers going down my spine. I wipe the condensation off the crystal, and I see her. Sobbing.
My breath catches, her Snow White hair covers her face yet I know it's her. But how do I get to her?
YOU ARE READING
ALONE
Teen FictionWith tears of glass, Each sob worth a thousand, A girl at the bottom of the sea, Cries and cries, With hair of white, Cascading down her slender figure, Pale skin like snow, Cold to the touch, Paralysing blue eyes, Hidden by water turning to crysta...
