Awakened

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The wind danced on my hair, making it flutter around aimlessly. My airborne body did somersaults, and my eyes remained closed.

I'm falling.

...

My eyes snapped open, and my hand reflexively reached outward, flailing around in hopes of clutching something; anything.

I'm falling.

I was able to twist my body, and I'm now facing the ground. 'Not a good idea.'

The ground was getting closer at a breakneck speed, so I crossed my arms in front of me in a pathetic excuse of a defense -- anything to lessen the pain.

Any second now...

But the pain never came.

One of my eyes slowly fluttered open, my mind racing with questions; the falling sensation had stopped, and there's no pain. Why?

And I got my answer.

I was floating.

My face was inches from the ground, my hand hardly a centimiter away, but then I stopped.

Slowly, I straightened up, and just as slowly, the tip of my sandals touched the gound.

My knees bent at the unfamiliar feeling of being on the ground again; either that, or I was still wobbly from falling 200 ft.

No, it can't possibly be the latter.

Please, go and re-read that sentence with as much sarcasm as you could muster.

My hands slid over everything in range; trees, shrubs, heck, even thorns.

And naturally, I was cut.

Naturally, I felt pain.

But the pain was not a nuisance, in fact, it was more of an assurance; an assurance that I was still in the world of reality. Assurance that I did not imagine falling from God-knows where.

My half-lidded eyes finally opened as light shone on me. Glancing upward, I saw the moon.

And I heard a voice.

Barely audible, actually. I, myself, am not sure as to how I heard it, but I did. In fact, now that I think about it, I can hear almost everything.

I can hear the scurrying footsteps of the mice under the bushes, I can hear the rustling of the leaves as the wind ruffled them, I can even hear the rushing of the river unseen to me.

But all of those are unimportant as of this moment.

I focused on the voice I heard.

"Aria, Aria, Aria." It seemed to whisper.

It gradually grew louder up until the voice seemed to be whispering right at my ear, yet, I was frozen stiff.

Then it stopped.

"Euphony."

My eyes widened, I don't know why, but it did.

Euphony.

That's my name.

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All this happened centuries ago. Even I lost count of how many. Believe me, with all that time doing nothing, it's quite the feat.

That was the day it all began.

That was the day I awakened.

~○~

Hiiiiii!!! So what do you think about the first chapter? Is it bad? Is it good? Is anyone actually reading this? Am I talking to air?

Anyhoo, I forgot to do this on the fist chapter -

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians or any of the characters in the movie. All I own is my plot and Euphony/Aria.

Hey, I seem to be using Italics a lot. Well, that's because where I write here in my tablet before, so I just wanna use it a lot, I guess. It'll probably wear off soon... since I'm a Filipino, ningas-kugon is one of my many bad habits. (Don't know what that means? Well, I'll be a dear and tell you to search it.)

Soooo I know this chapter is short, but I'm gonna try to make it longer next time (no promises though). Till the next chapter, bye!

Awesomely Yours,

NED

P.S. Feel free to notify me about any grammatical error you might have noticed :)

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