06-09-2004, 10:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-09-2004, 01:04 AM by Feline Witch.)
Ok, this is a story about three FOnewearls who live in an apartment block called Aurora. I am new here, so hello!
Lazuli lay down in her bed, her long blue hair spilling over the pillow, locked in her own sadness. Her mind fluttered back to that day nine months ago, her last sight of Coral.
She would never forget it. The once sapphire sky had turned red as blood, and the planet rumbled its death throws. Coral was tearing itself apart, many of its major cities were levelled in the earthquakes, claiming the lives of millions. A tear trickled down her cheek, blurring her face paint, as she thought of those she had loved, of every life that had ended. Her mother, father and baby sister had all been killed in an earthquake. Her fists clenched and she forced herself not to cry, to scream. And she thought on. A ferry had shuttled her and other refugees to Pioneer 2, their chariot to a new home. She recalled how the rubble of Coral's capital, Nausiccea had faded, and the ravaged planet, blue, like a sparkle in the heart of a opal, and the eternal stars. And Pioneer 2, shining, sparkling, the lights of its city. Lazuli
had loved it, as she recalled that living breathing metropolis, and the stars in the sky.
Now she hated it. The cold metal ground, those intimidating buildings, tge lack of solitude. All she wanted was to walk in a forest, under a warm sun. And she was frightened too. Terified should the ship's life support failed.
She shook her head. There was no time to wallow in misery. She had to get on with her day.
Erina was feeling sad too. Through her glasses she surveyed her small, bleak room. No amount of posters and ornaments could cheer her up, they were so, so lifeless. No, what she wanted were flowers. Bright cheerful blossoms, cacti, emerald leaves. She cocked her head to one side, as she imagined the lush green apartment that was hers on Coral. Flowers everywhere. All gone now. She had been forbidden to take plants aboard Pioneer 2, only food crops where allowed. Her baby cactus could destroy an ecosystem, and wipe out native plants. Now matter how much she pleaded, threatened, cursed, wept, barganed, it was the same. No plants, love, or you stay on Coral. "No, miss, you could damage Ragol's ecosystem!" Erina muttered, imitating a Pioneer offical.
More tommorow!
Lazuli lay down in her bed, her long blue hair spilling over the pillow, locked in her own sadness. Her mind fluttered back to that day nine months ago, her last sight of Coral.
She would never forget it. The once sapphire sky had turned red as blood, and the planet rumbled its death throws. Coral was tearing itself apart, many of its major cities were levelled in the earthquakes, claiming the lives of millions. A tear trickled down her cheek, blurring her face paint, as she thought of those she had loved, of every life that had ended. Her mother, father and baby sister had all been killed in an earthquake. Her fists clenched and she forced herself not to cry, to scream. And she thought on. A ferry had shuttled her and other refugees to Pioneer 2, their chariot to a new home. She recalled how the rubble of Coral's capital, Nausiccea had faded, and the ravaged planet, blue, like a sparkle in the heart of a opal, and the eternal stars. And Pioneer 2, shining, sparkling, the lights of its city. Lazuli
had loved it, as she recalled that living breathing metropolis, and the stars in the sky.
Now she hated it. The cold metal ground, those intimidating buildings, tge lack of solitude. All she wanted was to walk in a forest, under a warm sun. And she was frightened too. Terified should the ship's life support failed.
She shook her head. There was no time to wallow in misery. She had to get on with her day.
Erina was feeling sad too. Through her glasses she surveyed her small, bleak room. No amount of posters and ornaments could cheer her up, they were so, so lifeless. No, what she wanted were flowers. Bright cheerful blossoms, cacti, emerald leaves. She cocked her head to one side, as she imagined the lush green apartment that was hers on Coral. Flowers everywhere. All gone now. She had been forbidden to take plants aboard Pioneer 2, only food crops where allowed. Her baby cactus could destroy an ecosystem, and wipe out native plants. Now matter how much she pleaded, threatened, cursed, wept, barganed, it was the same. No plants, love, or you stay on Coral. "No, miss, you could damage Ragol's ecosystem!" Erina muttered, imitating a Pioneer offical.
More tommorow!