Storm In The Sky

Teaser

The Sky sang. The wind whipped to my every whim. The clouds parted when I pleased. And the sun shone silently when I so wanted. It was all I knew. It was always just Sky and me. No in between, and after a while it was as if I became one with her, we were always together. I could feel my blue hair waver when Sky played with the wind. And when my mood down drifted it seemed to get cold and damp. I had thought it would always be this way. But I was wrong.

One week later Sky was ripped from my arms and I was brought to a new life. I watched as my whole world collapsed and reality crashed down upon me.

The man watched me as I slowly sipped the glass of water. "Are you okay Ms?" he asked as he continued to watch me. I shrugged, mad that the man ripped away everything I ever knew and still acted like it was nothing. He tapped his fingernails on the table at a consistent pace. As he tapped, tapped, tapped, all I could think about was how the rain outside was dripping to the beat of his nails. "Did they hurt you there?"

I looked outside, watching as Sky cried for my decent, cried for her loss, as I felt like crying for mine. Sky and I, we were friends, practically sisters, and it hurt to be so far away from her. I didn't know the man in front of me, but I hated him. I hated him for what he did to us, to Sky and I.

He sighed and he continued to watch me, "Do you have any family? What about your name, can you tell me that?" The rain trickled down the window and soon the window was drenched. Sky continued to cry buckets on buckets and I wanted to join her, but it felt as if I was out of tears to shed. I had cried once they took me away for what felt like forever. And now, about a day later it felt like I had no tears left, I was dried out. It felt like I was the drought in the desert.

I looked over to the man when I heard a rustle of movement. He stood up and pulled his chair closer to me, the space between us once around a meter was now a few feet. His elbows were placed on his knees and his head hung low. He seemed to be in his early thirties and his blond hair was swooped so you couldn't see his eyes. Once he lifted his head up he looked straight into my violet eyes. "Please tell me, what is your name?"

I blinked, once, twice, three times. Until my eyes went back to the glass of water in my hand, I wanted to play with the water, but I didn't know how the man would react to it. I wanted to create snow, hail, and storm clouds from the glass of water. Sky and I used to do that. We would sit down on one of the clouds and she'd grab some water, then we would create the snow and the rain, and even more clouds for the storms to come. I have no idea how she'll be able to do it on her own now, I was always the fastest at creation.

The man stared at me now, this time more intense. "I'm going to ask this one last time Ms, what is your name?"

I looked up from the glass and sighed out, in my delicate, soft voice of mine I finally answered his question, "Aella. My name is Aella."