Lilian Nightshade wrote:
Aurakeeper, that was her name.
She whinnied and twirled in circles as those uncountable colorful shapes danced around her. They seemed to welcome her presence, flickering with light at her excitement as if merely laughing. In return she would only whinny more and relish in the feel of being alive after sleeping for so long. The guardian could feel the lights' power seep into her chest and head, filling her with uncountable sensations, uncountable emotions... each light seemed to have a different energy, some sort of soul, and she could only watch as they let the wind carry them away and high in the sky, apparently reuniting them with their siblings in those vasts curtains of colors. The entire forest before her, too, seemed to be leaking the same colorful energy, all of it dissipating in thin air and becoming one with the atmosphere... and with such an inspiring sight, the joyful guardian leapt and sped across the illuminated landscap.
After ages of slumber, it was finally time for Aurakeeper to assume her role as the Guardian of Auras.
Dreamcatcher, that was her name.
As the newly risen guardian finished shaking the duller rocks off her shell, she looked up at the stars and basked in their glow, their power... Their secrets. It was as if every single star had it's own little tale to share and, with the guardian finally awake again, it could finally tell its stories to somebody. The thought made Dreamcatcher smile. She bowed her head in respect to those shining pools of wisdom and let them touch her being with their energy once more, the energy of the universe, and as she leapt for the darkened sky, the guardian wove their voices, stories and knowledge into endless streams of moving images...
After all, what are dreams if not little whispers of the universe?
After ages of slumber, it was finally time for Dreamcatcher to assume her role as the Guardian of Wisdom and Dreams.
Corewatcher, that was his name.
The guardian could feel his very form fill with the power of a thousand lightnings. The sensation was overwhelming and he absolutely loved it. He felt so powerful, so unstoppable... and as he broke through the dense walls of stormy clouds, his rough, dull shell of rock cracked open and gave place to his true form, crackling with raw energy. It looked like the very core of the planet seemed to cherish his return as well, for lands shook with earthquakes and volcanoes came to life wherever his hooves galloped over.
It was the return of Corewatcher, the Guardian of Power.
From the corner of his eyes he could see his siblings joining his sides, four colorful little comets smiling to each other in a silent understandment. They would whinny their greetings, but it was no use. The sound barrier had been broken long ago.
Their speed grew at each second, their forms distorting into nothing but blurs of light as they whipped across the planet. The five guardians, the five children of the universe, were together once more, ready to restore the balance of this and all worlds like they did so many times before. It was their routine, their job... a very slow one, I must say, but special nonetheless. They absolutely adored the feeling of running freely, of getting to take a good look at the beauty of the worlds they protected, of finally unleashing the power they had been holding back for so long.
And once they were finished, just like in every cycle, they would return to their birthplace, the very core of the universe itself... a place where thousands of their other siblings would return as well from their own world. There they would no longer be recognizable as their so precious forms. Instead, they would be nothing but stars in that sea of lights, stars with lots of stories to share from their travels and missions.
Stars that would fall back to that so lovely little planet when it was time for the guardians to rise again.
And this, children, was the tale of the Geode Guardians of the Universe. *closes thick old book*
That story gave me chills.
Love your writing. c:
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