For this Advent season, I will be creating and/or writing Christmas-inspired gifts for my friends until Christmas Day. This one is for my dear friend and beloved sister, Savvy. :)
Reaching for Starlight
Once upon a time in a place where imagination roams free, there were two princesses. These friends were as close as sisters. Princesses from separate kingdoms; the kingdoms of night and day. One princess was an enshadowed soul that was disowned and outcast from her royal family. The other was a zealous young spirit as a blazing fire, wild as the four winds, and free spiritedly far from her family and yet so near to their heart.
Princess Starlight of Lunaria, with beautifully shining golden hair and icy blue eyes. Within her heart was a dark storm that unveiled itself in the clothes of night. Pale white skin, soft and smooth that hid secrets underneath the scars which she covered up with the darkened sky. Her heart was shattered and scattered into a million pieces and caught in the night sky.
Then there was the princess of Onedath; Moor with her luxurious curls that would blaze red like veins of fire through the air and her deep dark brown eyes, always twinkling with joy. Her warmth of comfort was as a candle softly glowing for many. Whilst her rage was as magma to obliterate anything in her path for others. But despite her faults, Moor’s love was always reaching out…
It was the Christmas season, a time of joy and giving. But, not everyone was merry… This would be the first Christmas in Starlight’s exile. One night, Moor flew on the east wind and landed on a mountaintop, to see the twinkling tears of her friend so far, scattered through the twilight sky. In her a desire to reach out to her and comfort her, Moor called out to Starlight.
“My dearly beloved sister, what can I do to make you glad again?”
Northern lights filled the slowly darkening sky, whispering in Moor’s mind to just be present there. As Moor reached out her hand, casting rays of light and fire, to warm the trails of blue, purple, green and pink. She took Starlight’s hand from the empty blackness, drawing her closer to her heart, bringing warmth to her ghost, bringing out her colour and they wept in each other’s arms.
“For this Christmas night, I will gladly remain by your side, dear Starlight…” Moor whispered in Starlight’s ear, holding her to the solid mountain for only a time. She knew all the time she had left was until the sunrise, and Starlight would be gone… Back up into the expanse of the stars, beyond her reach until she could return at twilight, once again. Moor started a campfire, and held Starlight beside the warmth until dawn broke and they whispered one last soft goodbye, until they could meet again.
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