Okay, so...I don't really know what this is yet. It's like a story/poem/song type thing all mixed into this one big tail about the four basic elements. Two of the elements are based off of two of the people that I know on here. There is four parts to this, so yes, it's kinda long. Anyway, hope you enjoy it.
Dance of the Elements
"Listen dear traveler, listen carefully.
I am the voice from thy history.
Do not be afraid, come and follow me.
If they will answer my call, I will set thee free."
These are the words whispered to him, calling to his heart, pulling at the depths of his soul. Where are they coming from? Who is speaking them with such a beautiful voice that draws him closer to hear more? He knows not where to look. "Where are you my angel? Where are you my nymph? Should I look for thee in song or in a book?" With all these questions, he still does not get an answer. he only gets the embrace of the wind that he seems to chase after. Upon the nights visit, his mind passed into dreams. This is where the maiden is then seen. Twirling spinning, her feet stepping lightly on the ground as she moves on her toes. The sound of silk hugging her body draws and captures his attention. Her arms arched gracefully over her head, the breeze lifting the silk about her arms as if the silk were nothing but pieces or wisps of wind themselves. Her eyes glowed like light behind diamonds and her smile would hypnotize any sort of man. Her body seemed to shimmer as she had oils upon her skin while her hair danced around her slender, soft face.
As she danced, he drew near, his face holding fascination. He was awestruck by such beauty and wondered if something like her could really exists. He must have been lost in his thoughts, the paths crisscrossing throughout his mind, for his feet had carried the soul and heart of his body towards her. Looking upon this young male's face, her gaze held nothing but welcome and invitation as she continued to sway to the whistling of the wind.
"Hello dear traveler, how handsome thou are.
My name is Windora and thou has come to me.
My breeze will be your wings. My words, your guide.
All that I ask of thee is to come dance with me."
She said, her voice being gentle and soft. The breeze in turn touched his face, his bronze colored skin, feeling like a soft kiss from a lover. Reaching out his hand, he didn't notice his feet begin to lift from the ground, the wind swirling around him, holding tight yet gently as if the wind was a mother holding her child. She then bent down, her luscious white hair falling about her shoulder, and took his hand in hear. The instant their palms met, the wind swirled up around them in a gentle caress, feeling like the petals of a rose to a girls lips. Their bodies entwined in perfect harmony. Her's, being the lovely sweet notes of a song and his, being the instruments that play the music. They danced until the morning's dawn bathed the land in warmth and light, its shine breaking over the tops of the trees. When the sun hit her skin, she seemed to become transparent. It was her time to go and he could tell as the smile on her face held sadness as well as her eyes. The wind stopped its swirling caress, setting his feet back onto the ground. Without saying a word, she placed a kiss on his cheek and vanished away with the breeze. This is when he seemed to wake up. He opened his eyes, sighing with content, and watch as the wind danced with the leaves.....
Dance of the Elements
"Listen dear traveler, listen carefully.
I am the voice from thy history.
Do not be afraid, come and follow me.
If they will answer my call, I will set thee free."
These are the words whispered to him, calling to his heart, pulling at the depths of his soul. Where are they coming from? Who is speaking them with such a beautiful voice that draws him closer to hear more? He knows not where to look. "Where are you my angel? Where are you my nymph? Should I look for thee in song or in a book?" With all these questions, he still does not get an answer. he only gets the embrace of the wind that he seems to chase after. Upon the nights visit, his mind passed into dreams. This is where the maiden is then seen. Twirling spinning, her feet stepping lightly on the ground as she moves on her toes. The sound of silk hugging her body draws and captures his attention. Her arms arched gracefully over her head, the breeze lifting the silk about her arms as if the silk were nothing but pieces or wisps of wind themselves. Her eyes glowed like light behind diamonds and her smile would hypnotize any sort of man. Her body seemed to shimmer as she had oils upon her skin while her hair danced around her slender, soft face.
As she danced, he drew near, his face holding fascination. He was awestruck by such beauty and wondered if something like her could really exists. He must have been lost in his thoughts, the paths crisscrossing throughout his mind, for his feet had carried the soul and heart of his body towards her. Looking upon this young male's face, her gaze held nothing but welcome and invitation as she continued to sway to the whistling of the wind.
"Hello dear traveler, how handsome thou are.
My name is Windora and thou has come to me.
My breeze will be your wings. My words, your guide.
All that I ask of thee is to come dance with me."
She said, her voice being gentle and soft. The breeze in turn touched his face, his bronze colored skin, feeling like a soft kiss from a lover. Reaching out his hand, he didn't notice his feet begin to lift from the ground, the wind swirling around him, holding tight yet gently as if the wind was a mother holding her child. She then bent down, her luscious white hair falling about her shoulder, and took his hand in hear. The instant their palms met, the wind swirled up around them in a gentle caress, feeling like the petals of a rose to a girls lips. Their bodies entwined in perfect harmony. Her's, being the lovely sweet notes of a song and his, being the instruments that play the music. They danced until the morning's dawn bathed the land in warmth and light, its shine breaking over the tops of the trees. When the sun hit her skin, she seemed to become transparent. It was her time to go and he could tell as the smile on her face held sadness as well as her eyes. The wind stopped its swirling caress, setting his feet back onto the ground. Without saying a word, she placed a kiss on his cheek and vanished away with the breeze. This is when he seemed to wake up. He opened his eyes, sighing with content, and watch as the wind danced with the leaves.....
