Young Writers Society

The wind blew raged across the wheat fields, and it came from every direction. All forced to the center. The sky above had become from a lovely darkened sunset to a stormy night. The noise that comes with the sunset of the forests around the field had suddenly stopped, now the wind was all you could hear. In the center of the field stood a figure, dressed in long, blackened and tattered clothes. Their hood was on, but their face was tilted to the sky. Their arms raised above their head, palms facing inward. The winds had joined together to create a vortex above the figure. They turned around in a circle, now reaveling that the firgure was now a woman in their 20’s perhaps. She rolled her head and shouted at the screaming vortex. She continued to yell ancient words at the vortex. Suddenly the winds closed the vortex and become a orb of wind. It slowly lowered to the center in between the womans palms. She brought it closer to her and seemed to cuddle it in her arms. The wind changed shape once more from a orb to the shape of a small wind child. She looked down at the wind and muttered a few words. The orb suddenly glowed and then the wind was gone. Replacing it was a small naked child, sleeping. The clouds around the woman sifted apart and turned into a calmed night. The woman, drained from the use of her powers, collapes to her knees. She turned her head to the woods and called out to someone. Coming out if the darkened woods , came a man, dressed in a suit-fighter outfit , holding a new traveling cloak on his arm. He walked over to the woman and kneed down to her level. He looked into the womans eyes, automatically knowing what to do next, since they had discussed this over 10 times the night before. He took off her old cloak, replacing it with the new one, handing the old one to her. She rapped the baby within the cloak then handed it slowly to the man. As he took the infant from her, she used her last bit of strength to lift herself up to say something in the mans ear. “Her name is…..Lumosa” she whispered, then letting go and collapsing to the ground. He stood tall above her, turned sharply and walked back to the spot he came from. After leaveing the field , he continued to walk through the woods. Soon he came to a black stallion tied to a tree. It looked up,flaring its nose and then relaxing once it saw who was there. It’s head reached for the knot on the tree, tugging it , in result in releaseing itself from its post. It walked over the the man and looked at the infant that he now held tightly. The baby woke now to the sniffing of the horse. It looked up at the horse with investigating eyes, then smiled at the new creature that she had meet. She now turned her attention to the one holding her. She looked up at the man, and reached up to stroke the mans face. The man chuckled at the new ones interaction. She giggled and screcking , whaling her arms in the air. The man smiled down at her and told her to be quiet with his fingers. She calmed down and looked around from where she was. “Well, lets go.” The man said as he saddled up top of the stallion. The horse whinnied slightlty then turned around from where they were. As the man rode upon the horse, he reached into his saddle pack and brought out a necklace. It was a string of beads, most likely pearls, with a amulet attached at the bottom. The amulet was a shimmering green and was in the shape of a circle . inside the circle were strings, all connecting to make a web of some sort. In the center of the web was , what looked like to be a diamonds, rounded into the shape of a sphere. He lifted it over his head, almost admiring it, then turned his face to the infant. He then lifted the child up to a level that he was able to place to amulet on the child. The child took the necklace within its hands and seemed to study the diamond in the center. The man chuckled as he observed her try and bite the diamond , resulting in hurting her quickly formed teeth. They had now came to the edge of the woods, coming onto a cliff side. He lead the horse to a cliff ridge that seemed to stretch out from the cliff. Once they were upon the edge of the cliff ridge, he looked down on the child. “ Well, Lumosa…I suppose this is it. Welcome to the world, my Queen.”