Mystical Blue Creature || ❌

•Chapter 1 ||A Small Creature||• S1

Narrator:

You're in the forest. Your destination is up ahead, the tower but you decided to make a quick stop and look around. Everything around you is so beautiful and magical. It's almost unbelievable, you pinched yourself. You spot something in the distance. A small creature, glowing in a mystical blue and it was looking at you. After a moment it runs at the other way but stops and looks back at you. It wants you to follow it and you did. Then, it took you on a wonderful journey through the magical forest.

The colored brambles snag on you, but you barely pay them any mind as you're determinedly following the creature. Bright hues of blue, yellow, purple, and pink surrounded you in their majesty. The blue creature looks back multiple times to make sure that you're still following, and you are. Your quest for the tower forgotten as you chase after the creature, a sense of familiarity tingling at you. The yellows glow around you, the yellows and orange surround you in brilliance, the purples bring everything into focus as you lose yourself in the rhythm of the forest. The blue creature starts going faster and faster, and you hasten to meet its pace. Other winged creatures flit past your sight, but you only have eyes for the blue creature, the familiarity in its eyes invading your mind by the second. Sprinting now, you make your way through the forest, the tower a distant memory as you leave your sword and shield behind, moving quicker and quicker trying to keep pace with the blue creature, paying no mind to the whispers urging you to stop.

Finally, the creature leads you to a clearing where a hidden pond that sparkles in the moonlight awaits you. Thirsty from your travels, you bend down to take a drink. You notice a boat that the blue rat is on that he wants you to join with as you get on and take a ride down the river seeing different colored deers following you both as you take off further on your wild venture. The boat was made from the surrounding trees, given that it had the color of golden bark. It started to follow the current at a slow pace, creating ripples in the crystal clear water. Glistering fishes could be seen below the crimson fallen leaves, but you couldn't divert you're attention from the blue creature snuggling in your tempered arms and the appeasing gusts of wind. Soon, a clearing appeared in your sight, the moist soil hidden under lush grass. Crimson, golden tinted trees spiral into the endless firmament above, as its branches intertwined with vines and creatures of the shy forest. An ice blue waterfall cascades into a large lake not far from where you stand, thriving with both land and aquatic wonders alike. Your lips part into a gentle smile as the scent of the verdant earth enthralls you, like you were dancing on the tip of nature's gentle fingers. But the rat tugs at you, eager to show you, somehow, more of this wondrous, mysterious world.

Dragoon Together with the Blue Creature you venture further along into the forest, guided by the stream as you sit in the boat. Aquatic plants in and around the stream light up the way for you and you are hidden by the forest, protected by guarding trees. This place, this forest, why does it seem so familiar. Could it be, that you have been here before? In a dream? Or were you always supposed to be here? It matters not, for the great forest of Light and Magic embrace you and your small guide as the stream flows further into amateurs. You feel as if you were here before...it feels so...familiar...The blue creature lights up in glee, as it seems to have found something. It bounds around the surface of the water, waiting for you to look through it...You see...You.Your own beautiful self, gleaming back at you. This is what you have been led to.You are brilliant, and although you may think it's not worth it, it's really worth following friends, family and maybe other kindly people to help you see who you truly are.But the whispers return. They no longer urge you to stop. They are pleading. But you pay them little mind as you and your reflection reach out toward each other. You are unsure which of you is mimicking the other. You are unsure if it matters. You make contact, and the whispers cease....

~To be continued~