Crystal Shade Episodes 01

missed the wild tasunkes who thundered there, the yellow apoideas, and other flying insects that dusted the flowers to create their delicious aya nectar. The field was so empty without them. Even without their presence, the entire valley of Seradelphia was still so beautiful.
    Behind the field, the vinyards of the colourful vinifera grapes covered the whole side of the hill behind the glamorous sprawling house to show the last season of the three trimesters. Deciduous ruled. The harvest season, the time of great harvest feasts, and what was most important to her, it was the season of her birth.
    The sapphire light shone right into her eyes and stroked her skin. Grace raised her hand to touch the untouchable distant sun, but she focused on her hand, which was surrounded by the gentle blue glow. An imaginary illusion of the little girl as if her being were embraced by a sapphire aura, the aura that embraced every living being invisible and unseen and told the nature of every single being to those, mostly celestial beings, who had the talent to feel and know everything by a gentle touch.
    “Your new day welcomes you Eecrys Aredia,” quoted her fairy tale heroine, Eriana; the brave Spirit Guardian whose words made her heroine a real guardian when she determined to save her home world from evil. “You’ll shine in the light for eternity. Don’t fear, I…” She stopped to smile as the illusion of light danced around her hand. For a moment, she felt endless power in herself like she would be a true Guardian of her home world, just as Eriana. “I will protect you. I promise.”
    The light started to blind her, but she watched her hand. Illusion of her mind, for a moment she felt she had the large white wings she always wanted. The cold breeze embraced those wings and ruffled them gently. The little girl swam in the sapphire daylight, in her sapphire aura that she always dreamt of. She had always wanted a loving, nurturing and protective nature, and one who lives by her heart and emotions and dedicated a share of her efforts to the greater good. She wanted her purpose to serve, help and love others, to have the inner knowledge and she desired wisdom; to be the same kind soul and have the aura that her beloved Eriana always had.
    But the light slowly faded in front of her eyes as a large cloud crawled in front of the sapphire sun, Sachylia to break her illusion. There were no wings on her back. She was still just a little girl full of dreams. Now, she hoped she was living the life and making the right decisions so her nature and aura would develop into this beautiful sapphire for her adulthood.
    The zephyr of Deciduous gently blew among the yellow leaves to caress her cheek while her mind slowly switched from her dream world to reality. While disappointed, she watched the cloud that ruined her game. Grace pulled her thick silk saree together to buffer the wind with her left hand and held her rolled up papyrus scroll pamphlet tightly in her right as she looked around.
    “And I welcome you, my guardian,” she whispered lovingly. “Wherever you are.” But no response came. She heard only the small fountains that continuously poured water from the top of wall into the large leveled pools that lay in front of the garden. Blue petals fluttered around Grace were carried on a gust of wind while she looked around. She was alone in the garden, yet she felt her guardian, her conscience, her guarding and guiding inner voice watched over her at this very moment, invisible, unseen, just as she had since her birth. Grace waited, but this day was no different. Her guardian did not show herself.
    Like every other day, she wanted to see the face of her guardian. And now as she had just finished a delicious breakfast, Grace knew she had a bit of a time before they departed for Odess’iana and the long awaited feast. The little girl sometimes went to great lengths to lure her guardian out, but the Aserian Guardian was always one step ahead and knew what tricks Grace was up to. The guardian always stopped her from doing something foolish; but had never shown herself directly.
    As her mother and father taught her, the graceful noble winged Aserians never interfere in the lives of humans, unless they drifted into danger or there was no other recourse. Of course, they walked among the people, but in most cases, they hid their identity along with their wings, acting like humans to help their charges without their knowledge, sometimes as a