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Date Posted: 13:47:57 04/22/03 Tue
Author: Bella
Subject: ~Ring the Bell to Awaken Me~
In reply to: Mayleena 's message, "Water is Healing." on 19:57:17 04/21/03 Mon

~Dark blues grew large as being tried to show her mind to the world. If she could, she would be afraid, but she couldn't show that. Globe of water swirls as it rests in child's hands. She tried to pull away but body became stone. Child sat upon her knees, now in form of stone, gaze staring nowhere, lifeless. Globe swirls and reveals the child inside. And so... her story unfolds...~

Upon a strange, eerie night, it began. Father took child by the hand and led her through the air toward a great tree, for it was nearly time for the ceremony.
Father had fallen in love with the earth and so a child was created. Tonight she was taken to the place she was created. There next to the tree, a silver bellflower grows, for from that flower the child was born. The male rests his hands on the tree, eyes showing despair. His lips moved yet no sound was emitted. Winds hissed wildly with anger when he was through. Though he loved the earth, he had also fallen in love with one of his own kind. Yes, he had two wives, one was a fire fairy, and the other was the earth. With both he created children. Now he took his youngest and most beautiful daughter and brought it back to where she was created. Child was full of life, so happy and bright all the time; she never understood what was happening. The earth was enraged. It refused to take her child back. She both loved and hated the male. She rolled and shook the ground around his other wife and daughter, and swallowed them. The male watched in horror and begged the earth to swallow him too. But she refused. Instead she gave back the earth fairy child to him and cursed her. If he were ever to try and leave the child they both would suffer. Her father would become imprisoned, and the child would be left without a heart. She wanted him to remember her as he went away.
So he took the cursed child with him as he fled the land and created his home in the clouds. Everyday as he looked at his joyful daughter, he remembers his wife the earth. And everyday it created pain in his heart. One day, in secret, he went down to the sea and dropped the child into it. The moment he returned to his palace in the air, he was consumed by thunder and imprisoned in the earth and by the earth forever. The child washed up onto the shore, her curse now awakened. She felt nothing as she wandered off the shore and into the woods. Taking mercy on her child, she brought her to a place where she could be loved perhaps by another fairy. The only longing this child has, yet does not show, day in and day out is her longing for the earth, to become it and live with her earth mother, but the earth refuses to take back her child. Imprisoned in this world, just wandering with no meaning, her curse seems to take her more and more each day, soon it will consume her and she shall be nothing but walking stone.
To break this curse… she needs to be connected again with her world… somehow. Just a touch… one single touch by her mother or father’s hand would bring her alive again or the ringing of her bell of life.


~The globe ceases to show anymore and forms back into water in the child’s hand. She retakes form of flesh and slowly stood. Golden wings lift her into the air and away from the being as if nothing had happened. She continued to make things grow through out the cave, without meaning~


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