Rosella quartz

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Your POV:

Renewed. Rebirthed.

I woke up with my breath getting heavier by the second, but still calm. the first thing that I ever saw was that faded moon dimly over my head in the yellow sunset.

"rosella quartz"  I heard the moonspeak, and that's the only thing he spoke.

among the fertile dirt, I was sitting beside a lake that seemed a bit cold. the winds swiping my hair away as if giving me some confidence, I looked up in response and closed my eyes taking a deep breath in. I looked  down at my half tan hands and felt my back get a little heavy I touched in curiosity to know what it was, and I had found a holder full of  arrows, I slowly dragged one out and looked at it, it had a wooden structure with a sharp blade  the body of the arrow designed with beautiful green algae twirled on it in curves. I put it back and then felt the side of my waist heavy I looked down to see a medium-sized bow when I touched it, vines grew on it and branched into smaller vines every end blooming a different flower. and in the very middle was a beautiful golden design that smelled of freshly bloomed roses. My dress felt puffy as it was about a knee-length and when I took a step for the first time the wind carried me to the sky, I felt light and the confusion had suddenly washed away, I let the air draw me anywhere and that's when I lost control and fell on some blueberry bushes, still laughing in joy.

"ow..." as I stepped off it some flowers grew beside it, and weirdly enough I knew the name of every single one of it. I touched the tree trunk ahead of me and some sparkling green algae covered it making it look more alive I laughed looking at it and smiled at everything around me.

even if this wasn't heaven I have never felt freer.


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