I wrote this story for a writing contest called Symphony of Words.
Elements- Lindsey Stirling (this is the song one of the collaborators sent me as inspiration for my entry).
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| This is how I imagine my Lindsey looks (from Pintrest). |
Every night the Ice Clan would come out and dance by the light of the moon. They didn't need sleep. The music did more for them than sleep ever could. Their dancing filled the land with ice and snow as far as the eye could see. A 16th birthday was a special occasion. On that day a child would receive their powers.
Then the Fire Clan came from across the sea and they tried to take over the Ice Clan's land. A war began.
After the war a leader was chosen from each of the clans. They both polished a sphere of crystal and placed fire in one and ice in the other. The seasons were then controlled by the government who access to the spheres and the people were instructed to keep their powers a secret from the younger generations.
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Lindsey loved to dance, and she was good at it. She was often invited to dance at large parties and other gatherings.
On the night of Lindsey's 16th birthday, many years after the war, she lay in bed wondering what the next year had in store for her. Unable to sleep, Lindsey crept outside.
The moon smiled down at her. The stars seemed to be singing a sweet tune as they twinkled down through the dark of the cool summer night.
Lifting her face upward she closed her eyes and began to dance. A feeling of joy grew in her heart. A wave of deliciously cold air hit her as she continued to dance.
When she opened her eyes she was no longer standing in the middle of a green lawn. The green was gone and in its place was a winter wonderland. Ice and snow covered everything she could see. She gave a muffled scream and ran to wake her mother.
Neva followed her daughter through the house and out the door. She stopped short when she saw the snow. Tears came to her eyes and a smile to her lips as memories came back to her. Then she too began to dance.
A white light glowed around her. She appeared more queenly than Lindsey had ever seen her before. Snow fell from the sky in a beautiful flurry. Icicles hung from the rooftop.
Lindsey watched in wide-eyed wonder.
Neva stopped dancing and smiled at her daughter.
"Come. You have much to learn about our past."
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I hope you enjoyed my little story. Thank you for reading.
