"Prince Thor is like the sun.
Everyone is too busy admiring the brightest star that
they ignore the other stars surrounding it, but come
nightfall they decide the stars are more beautiful.
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A S T R A
THE SKY IS AS CRYSTAL CLEAR AS it could be today, exposing the sun to Asgard and all those who roam this realm. Bright beams of gold projected from the sun making the castle and the gold structures around the town glow. It was always something about today, even as a little girl, that made my mind and body feel free. Perhaps, it was always the week-long trek up in the mountains of Asgard to hunt that made this spring festival even more beautiful. Flowers of every color flourished everywhere in the town square, thanks to the Queen and fairies, from homemade baskets to natural flowers climbing up columns and stands all around. Just stepping through the archways into the festival is like a breath of fresh air. Everyone is always too stunned by the beauty of this festival to realize the buds entwined with each vine and basket of flowers.
Julia swayed with the gentle wind as she moved to stand beside me, my mother quickly joining me on the other side, "The Queen has truly outdone herself," Julia breaths in the fresh air, closing her eyes and letting the negativity of the past few days float away. The tiniest bell ringing and her daughter's squeal made my friend open her eyes and smile brighter than she has since her children were born. A light was reborn into her eyes as fairies bloomed a pink flower crown around her daughter's head.
"Is she your only one?" the fairy asked Julia, referring to her daughter. Just as she asked, her eldest, Avery, and middle child, Jack, burst down the tunnel of flowers and into the clearing.
Julia only took a second to recover, "Avery! Jack! Where are your manners?" the flustered mother is quickly soothed by the flower crown created with one pink, two blue, and a yellow flower to represent her married status, and children braided into her brown hair. While the boys were distracted, a blue flower was tucked into both of their shirt pockets, "What has gotten you, boys, in such a rush?"
Both their eyes turned to look where the other children played, hunted for colored eggs, petted the rabbits that freely roamed and could leave whenever, "The best eggs will be gone if we wait," Jack pointed out, his sweet crooked smile warming my heart as he looked up at us. Julia sighed and slightly laughed as she followed after her children towards the kids' area, both her and her daughter waving to us.
"Ingrid," the older, purple fairy floated from down above to place one pink and the rest yellow flower crown on top of my mother's head, "I would have assumed Arne would be here with you," the purple fairy landed in my mother's open palm, more than eager to hear of my father's absence and more, "Shall we catch up, dearest friend?" My mother looked at me, knowing I'd be alone.
The sound of an eager bell came flying down interrupted my mother's worries, "I thought it was you!" a beautiful, dark-skinned fairy fluttered in front of me with the biggest smile, "Do you remember me?"
