A little foreword:
Good day there. I've been meaning to write for quite awhile now, but many things have gotten in the way. Today I've finally had some time to come visit my cozy corner. As I browsed back to the little blurbs I'd written in December, during that period when writer's block plagued me, I found this little fantasy story I'd written on a whim, the 20th of December. ~ I'd meant to go all out and write a myth, but, sadly, the WB wasn't very permitting. ~ And so I came up with what is presented below. ~ I laughed as I read it over, yet strangely, I found that I like it. ~ A friend of mine, AB, has also read it and encouraged me to share this, and so I have. ~ My hope is that when reading it, you will, for that one brief moment, dream of fantastical creatures and feel a small thrill course through you. ~
Another quick note before you delve in:
I will soon (hopefully very soon) be writing a joined post with the Red Star. Please look forward to the intriguing post we will deliver! ~
Every year, on the day of the summer solstice, the mystical creatures of the Netherworld gather at the gate to Our World and peer in. Some of the more curious and daring sprites manage to slip through the cracks in the massive oak door, while the very bored Shape Shifters risk disintegration by becoming zephyrs to dance through the edges of the door. The larger creatures, both ferocious werewolves and lovely phoenixes alike, simply gaze through the Impenetrable Glass with longing eyes. The mighty ogres solemnly bow their heads in memory of the Days of Old, when they were free to roam the cliffs of Our World. The pure white unicorns and the wise centaurs toss their manes, feeling the need to run freely among human children as they used to. The dragons, dusty with age, gaze malevolently out at the rest, lusting for the gold just beyond their grasp. ~
They are feeling the Call. The longest day has a particular attraction, and this year in particular, unrest is stirring among the ranks. ~
Meanwhile, in Our World, everyone - the greedy businessmen, the young children, the mothers and fathers, the preppy teenagers, the hunters in the North, the famous singers, the smart techies - all are feeling uneasy. A Black Cloud is settling, and everyone is feeling a foreboding danger looming over Our World. ~ The Barrier is breaking. ~
