Short Stories

A Flower In The Rough - Blossom

Blossom Sierra Rosee was born in secrecy. Her family origin, Mantra. In seeing the entire world change from the birth of a single mantra her grandmother found it best not to express the birth of her mother. They stayed to themselves. Grew with an idea of what the world was like based on the horrific event. Moving atop mountains with a climate too unstable for humans to explore. Never actually seeing the change in dynamics. The birth of Blossom changed that as she was born limited and could not maintain herself. But this only brought them closer to humanity. It did not unite them. But Blossom grew curious and saught a future that would. Her mother and grandmother have gone in search of better territory. For the next few days she would be alone.

[High Cedar mounds]

Blossom is awakened by the sound of a knock at her door. Before she could even open her eyes her door swings open and with it a woman's voice spoke "You must leave. Run." Blossom brushes her eyes along her sleeve and looks back to the door.

Blossom: Am I dreaming?

A wisp of air rush through opening and flowing out of the window. Along with it she could hear the voice again. "You must."

In surprise Blossom quickly sits up and wraps herself in her blanket. The room had become extremely cold. She could hear more voices drawing closer to her door. These voices were different. These were men and they were looking for her. She makes her way to the window for an escape. As she looks back one of the men stood in the doorway and quickly rushes for her. She tries to get out but he grabs hold of her leg. She fought and fought but it was no good. More rush in to help and she is pulled back into the house. She then wakes up quickly sitting up and Hyperventilating. She looks at both her door and window but both were closed.

Blossom: [Sigh] It was just a dream.

Suddenly her door is pushed open by a gust of wind. Her eyes open wide in fear.

Blossom: Mom?

She listened closely but heard no voice. Another wind open her window. She then became anxious and scared. Without wasting time she ties her hair in a ponytail and jumps completely out of the window. She ran as fast as she could. She could see the men standing at the door to her home.

Blossom: Please don't see me, please don't see me!

Karma thug: Hey what's that?

She whip past the tree's causing their branches to rustle. That's all that could be seen.

Karma thug: I'm gonna check it out.

The thug runs into the forest after Blossom. She could hear him as his every step crushed down in the leaves. She felt a breeze at her back which propel her to run even faster. "Don't turn back." She could hear the voice say. Just louder than the sound of the leaves being crushed at her back. The sound drew closer and closer making her extremely uncomfortable. She looks back to see the bandit nearly within reach of her.

Blossom: Oh my god no!

The thug stops running and Blossom finds herself in relieve. That did not last long however. As she turns back she realizes she was headed for the downhill of the mound. She tries to stop but finds herself going too fast. Her focus then became keeping her balance which she did a good job of before the thug throws a knife in her leg causing her to tumble down the mound through the bushes and bristles. A branch tear completely through her leg pushing the knife out and break off as she continue down. She hit the bottom hard and found herself unable to stand soon passing out. She awoke to a glowing butterfly on her nose. As it flap it's wings energy sprinkle from its them.

Blossom: So pretty.

As the butterfly fly away Blossom realizes the flower bed she was laying in. The field was full of pink bright flowers which also gave off a radiant aura. The trees sparkle with life alongside the butterflies which it sprinkle from. The area was very vibrant.