Right now, I just downloaded the blogger app,
and I'm using it to post.
Blogging can be so addicting... (-｡-;
I'm even going as far as to doing it behind my mother's back secretly.
Ah well, I guess this is part of growing up.
There's nothing I can do. ♪( ´▽｀)
Alright... Now about the new story. I think it'll end within 12 to 15 chapters.
This is only the prologue.
But this is where you guys come up.
What is my title going to be?
Haha, I'm to lazy.
Well, here it is!
I gaze up at the nightsky and see the stars dancing and planets twirling at a faster pace than ever,but I paid no attention. I kept pondering into the endless galaxy. The starsdidn't shine the same way it didn't as it did on Earth. The small floatingisland in the small solar system was where I lived.
Mercury was tainted incolors of gray and a tint of jasper, meanwhile Venus swirled with beige,titian, and heavy spots of puce. Mars was a maroon and auburn colored rusty globe,which seemed to be dirtied by spots and dusts of bistre, while snowcaps were completelywhite like a swan's feather. Sweet golden colors of Jupiter were dyed and hadpatterns that looked most identical to marble floors. Pale ecru and wheatcolors were smoothed out as though the two colors were chalk, blending in onSaturn. Rings were perfect circles with shades of brown, side by side, creatinga large path. Uranus had much the same texture as Saturn. Verdigris green, Mayablue, and a touch of periwinkle gathered together to make the colors of Uranus,which was soothing and dulcet. Darker, cooler colors of Neptune appeared thefarthest from the remote, floating island. Persian blue and sapphire mixed, andsmall birthmarks of cyan and white were hinted on the planet.
“I’m almost likeStargazer,” I laugh quietly. “Starcatcher, Starcatcher, star snatcher of the stars.”
“Stargazer, Stargazer, caretaker of the stars.”
A lilt voice came frombehind. It was Stargazer. It was a little rhyme we shared and giggled softlyunder our breaths.
“Starlight, Starlight,black and white of the night.”
Starlight came from aboveand said her rhyme. Stars jingled and sparkled as we laughed a little more.Laughs are nostalgic, aren’t they?
“Starcatcher, did you getmore stars?” Starlight asks me.
I nod and hold up fourfingers and wiggle them in the air. Four glimmering, plump, shooting stars werecaught in my oversized net at put into a large jar in my leather sling bag thatslung over my left shoulder. It was covered with buckles and zippers to keepthe stars from escaping, or sometimes, pulling me throughout the eternal nightsky.
I move my long, chestnuthair to one side to get it out of the way as I open the bag. The left side ofmy messy hair was partially braided and tied loosely with a red string. I also had honey colored skin, that was never left alone without a scab or cut. I wore a white, short-sleeve turtleneck and blue jean overalls, a style I preferred rather than dresses that Starlight wore.
Starlight was beautiful.She had skin as soft as irises, and even so beautifully pale. Her haircontrasted that with a silky raven colored hair. Her eyes sparkled with brightblue colors like Uranus. She looked like a beautiful husky being taken in ahuman form. Her dress was a white pleated chiffon corset dress with thinstraps. The dress reached her knees but went no farther than that. She also hada huge ribbon tied around her waist, which ended up with a perfect bow behindher back.
I carefully took out thejar as the shooting stars fell asleep and muttered the wishes they heard fromEarth into the jar. I glance deeper down my bag and spot the globe with abright star that calmly shines. My own shooting star to wish on one day.
Stargazer skips aroundbackwards, looking up at the planets. I wonder how he does that, it alwaysmakes me trip. He smiles and I wave back.
“Starcatcher, should wetake them back to Dreamer, he’ll take a look at the wishes.”
“Alright, but let me hang around a bit longer.”
Starlight nods and I racetowards Stargazer, tackling him kindly in a playful way. His hair was softbundles of blankets, and was the color of platinum blonde. He was only 2,978 moons old, and was very skinny, though he ate much like a horse. His lashes were long and his eyes were a softer, much paler color than Mercury. How gray andbeautiful they were! His skin were just like Starlight’s—so pale and soft… andeven glowing. His ears were usually pink at the tips, and his ears were sharplike elves. He wore ripped jeans that were too big, but somehow folded up to his ankles. The back of his jeans usually reached his heels, but he never trips on it. He also wore a belt that was actually a normal, thick rope. A lavender colored pouch was tied to it, keeping all these stones, gems, andother interesting things to enjoy looking at. On top, he wore a sky blue, short-sleeved shirt, which was once again slightly oversized.
We smile and he tosses onhis wool, white scarf and adjusts the goggles on his head. He grins and sticksout a “thumbs-up” sign.
This island was our home.A floating island with a relatively giant tree for three to live in. No, wearen’t siblings, but close enough. Clear water trickles down from the branchesevery day and into ponds. Ruby colored fruits are grown on the silver barked,golden leaved trees. Perfect blades of grass are grown, and gems can be foundin the ponds. Dreamer supports us with first-aid kits and stories to entertainus. I wonder how he doesn’t run out of any.
Dreamer is a wise, old manthat was like a grandfather to us. He had many stories to tell us about howgems were created and all. As you may have seen, we all have a task tocomplete, given to us as fate. But at least we were not alone.
First, Stargazer spots shootingstars, and I, Starcatcher, catch them. Starlight then inspects the shootingstars, and gives them to Dreamer. Dreamer then makes the wish embedded in thestars come true, depending on what they are. But sometimes it takes time forhim to choose. Kind of like a “Judge of Wishers and Wishes”, as Dreamer saysabout himself.
We were separated fromEarth and given a task to do this for eternity till we die. And we all know oursad pasts and I remember my real name. My real name is…
Mercury was tainted incolors of gray and a tint of jasper, meanwhile Venus swirled with beige,titian, and heavy spots of puce. Mars was a maroon and auburn colored rusty globe,which seemed to be dirtied by spots and dusts of bistre, while snowcaps were completelywhite like a swan's feather. Sweet golden colors of Jupiter were dyed and hadpatterns that looked most identical to marble floors. Pale ecru and wheatcolors were smoothed out as though the two colors were chalk, blending in onSaturn. Rings were perfect circles with shades of brown, side by side, creatinga large path. Uranus had much the same texture as Saturn. Verdigris green, Mayablue, and a touch of periwinkle gathered together to make the colors of Uranus,which was soothing and dulcet. Darker, cooler colors of Neptune appeared thefarthest from the remote, floating island. Persian blue and sapphire mixed, andsmall birthmarks of cyan and white were hinted on the planet.
“I’m almost likeStargazer,” I laugh quietly. “Starcatcher, Starcatcher, star snatcher of the stars.”
“Stargazer, Stargazer, caretaker of the stars.”
A lilt voice came frombehind. It was Stargazer. It was a little rhyme we shared and giggled softlyunder our breaths.
“Starlight, Starlight,black and white of the night.”
Starlight came from aboveand said her rhyme. Stars jingled and sparkled as we laughed a little more.Laughs are nostalgic, aren’t they?
“Starcatcher, did you getmore stars?” Starlight asks me.
I nod and hold up fourfingers and wiggle them in the air. Four glimmering, plump, shooting stars werecaught in my oversized net at put into a large jar in my leather sling bag thatslung over my left shoulder. It was covered with buckles and zippers to keepthe stars from escaping, or sometimes, pulling me throughout the eternal nightsky.
I move my long, chestnuthair to one side to get it out of the way as I open the bag. The left side ofmy messy hair was partially braided and tied loosely with a red string. I also had honey colored skin, that was never left alone without a scab or cut. I wore a white, short-sleeve turtleneck and blue jean overalls, a style I preferred rather than dresses that Starlight wore.
Starlight was beautiful.She had skin as soft as irises, and even so beautifully pale. Her haircontrasted that with a silky raven colored hair. Her eyes sparkled with brightblue colors like Uranus. She looked like a beautiful husky being taken in ahuman form. Her dress was a white pleated chiffon corset dress with thinstraps. The dress reached her knees but went no farther than that. She also hada huge ribbon tied around her waist, which ended up with a perfect bow behindher back.
I carefully took out thejar as the shooting stars fell asleep and muttered the wishes they heard fromEarth into the jar. I glance deeper down my bag and spot the globe with abright star that calmly shines. My own shooting star to wish on one day.
Stargazer skips aroundbackwards, looking up at the planets. I wonder how he does that, it alwaysmakes me trip. He smiles and I wave back.
“Starcatcher, should wetake them back to Dreamer, he’ll take a look at the wishes.”
“Alright, but let me hang around a bit longer.”
Starlight nods and I racetowards Stargazer, tackling him kindly in a playful way. His hair was softbundles of blankets, and was the color of platinum blonde. He was only 2,978 moons old, and was very skinny, though he ate much like a horse. His lashes were long and his eyes were a softer, much paler color than Mercury. How gray andbeautiful they were! His skin were just like Starlight’s—so pale and soft… andeven glowing. His ears were usually pink at the tips, and his ears were sharplike elves. He wore ripped jeans that were too big, but somehow folded up to his ankles. The back of his jeans usually reached his heels, but he never trips on it. He also wore a belt that was actually a normal, thick rope. A lavender colored pouch was tied to it, keeping all these stones, gems, andother interesting things to enjoy looking at. On top, he wore a sky blue, short-sleeved shirt, which was once again slightly oversized.
We smile and he tosses onhis wool, white scarf and adjusts the goggles on his head. He grins and sticksout a “thumbs-up” sign.
This island was our home.A floating island with a relatively giant tree for three to live in. No, wearen’t siblings, but close enough. Clear water trickles down from the branchesevery day and into ponds. Ruby colored fruits are grown on the silver barked,golden leaved trees. Perfect blades of grass are grown, and gems can be foundin the ponds. Dreamer supports us with first-aid kits and stories to entertainus. I wonder how he doesn’t run out of any.
Dreamer is a wise, old manthat was like a grandfather to us. He had many stories to tell us about howgems were created and all. As you may have seen, we all have a task tocomplete, given to us as fate. But at least we were not alone.
First, Stargazer spots shootingstars, and I, Starcatcher, catch them. Starlight then inspects the shootingstars, and gives them to Dreamer. Dreamer then makes the wish embedded in thestars come true, depending on what they are. But sometimes it takes time forhim to choose. Kind of like a “Judge of Wishers and Wishes”, as Dreamer saysabout himself.
We were separated fromEarth and given a task to do this for eternity till we die. And we all know oursad pasts and I remember my real name. My real name is…
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