As the mist lifted from the earth and the moon had finally set, stillness was in the air. No noise could be heard from miles around, no rustling was heard, not even a struggle. The sun was rising and the fields were surrounded with a purple light.
Everyone, suddenly, awoke with a start in their mind. A start of happiness, knowing that the night was over and a new day had come. Then they all went back to sleep. All, but one. And she was waiting in the cold mist for the sun to arise, and to bring its infinite glory upon the earth.
She looked out to the sky and saw the purple, the pink, the orange, and the blue. She felt the wind of the great autumn day. The golden leaves flew around her face, flickering in the sun's bright colors.
However when the sun was still coming, it stopped in mid air. The leaves fell immediately. Neither wind nor noise could be heard. Not even a hint of sound. It was as if time itself had stop.
The girl went back inside the castle to find some one to explain this new thing. But try as she might, she could not awake any of them. She ran into the great hall. There she saw a horrible thing.
All around her were statues of guards and men. She looked closer at one of them, and saw that it had color. She touched it's armor, it was cold yes, but as she looked closer, she could she her reflection in it. She then touched the hem of its sleeve. It felt like her own garments. She then touched his face. It was warm and yet ever so cold, like he was frozen. She looked into his eyes.
"Darald?" she said catching her breath. She had one more test for him. She put her ear on his breast plate. Nothing, not even a heart beat. She backed away, her face pale. She guessed what could have happened, but she had to be sure. She instantly ran of, down the hall. Faster, faster. After all no one could stop. She ran for about a minute, when she came to the great gardens Naradomon.
These were most beautiful gardens in all of Land of the Things. There were flowers in all different colors and sizes. Blue Palmadors. Green Jeffrons, and Purple Catalacts. It was also had bushes each bearing a different kind of fruit. There were Purple berries, Orange Blossoms, and Plum Breaches; all of which had a wondrous perfume in each of them. But there was no time to look at the wondrous garden.
Instead she looked up at the clock. It was a second until seven. She waited. Nothing happened. She waited for 5 hole minutes, but still nothing happened. Why wasn't it midnight yet? Now she understood. Time itself had stopped. What was she going to do?
2006-09-15
15:57:55
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Sorry about the grammar and spelling and punctuation mistakes, I'm working on it.
2006-09-15
16:12:51 ·
update #1