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Girl of the Rainbow
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Posted: Sat, 11/06/2016 21:16 (7 Years ago)
by Henry Greenreg
Chapter I
I don't know how the green mountain looked like. I never saw it. I never have come to it. It's what a man can't see, but can know how it is from his heardings. All I knew was that it had a river. That river wouldn't have water. It was dry, so it would look like a misplaced tunnel for a sewer tube. It didn't have water, because earth can be thirsty too..
I knew the mountain had a look on the sun. That's what I heard. And rainclouds, too...
The rain is responsible for soil and plants...
Posted: Sat, 11/06/2016 21:24 (7 Years ago)
I lived in a noble village near the green mountain. I was afraid to look at it, because the grown-ups told me if you look at it the black fairy will haunt you for the rest of your life.
I believed that, and refused to look at it.
But one day I saw a rainbow that was ending right at the top of the green mountain. I adored to look at it, and so I did.
I forgot about the black fairy, everything, but I saw a thick and bright brush of hair, wisped in red, orange, yellow, green, blue & purple. I didn't believe my eyes. I had to go there, and so I did. But I never made it.
I met the brush of hair. Not by eyes, by the heart. It was not a brush of hair, it was a girl. She was pretty. Although she never talked, so her voice will be a mystery. That's because I never met her. Just like strangers, some of them can hear eachother by heart...
Posted: Sat, 11/06/2016 21:29 (7 Years ago)
I found out that the girl had two parents. Her mother was the rain, and the sun her father. She lived ontop of the rainbow, which marked her life.
If she passed away, the rainbow would fade.
I didn't want her to pass away. I was too much emotionally tied to her. (1) Her hair looked like sunlight coming through the raindrops, just like her herself.
Once, she said to me (2) : "I'm not immortal." She also quietly giggled. I didn't want her anymore. I made a bad choice, I know, and that message worried me.
So I went far away from the green mountain.
(1) - The writer fell in love with her.
(2) - She talked with telepathy, as said in previous chapters.
Posted: Sat, 11/06/2016 21:35 (7 Years ago)
I knew I was incorrect. Leaving a girl alone, who has a raincloud and the sun as parents! What was I thinking of?
But I made it to the pond, where there was another rainbow. This time it ended at my village.
It looked like the girl wanted me to come back. Of course with my foolish mind I refused, and went on. Soon I made it to a forest. Same thing, rainbow appears and leads to my village.
"Don't go," spoke the girl to me. "I will be sad without you.."
I didn't mean to leave, but I think the black fairy myth was right. I felt like I'm doing the wrong thing but not noticing it. This was not what I wanted.
Why did I do that then? Because I'm a reckless fool that did not understand love as how it is. You shouldn't leave your first love, even if it is a rainbow girl.
Posted: Sat, 11/06/2016 21:42 (7 Years ago)
After a couple of months later, the rainbow happened again. It was autumn. But this time it was different. The rainbow had much different colours; instead of red, orange, yellow, green & other colours, it had gradients of black, gray and white.
It was slowly fading too.
So I thought something went wrong, and hurried to my village. When I came back, I noticed that there was no rainbow anymore at all. I thought that the rainbow girl probably passed away. "No, that couldn't have happened", I said to myself. But I was wrong.
There was no thick brush of hair at the green mountain. The villagers gasped when they saw me looking at the mountain. I didn't care. I said: "I'm crazy. Ignore me." I didn't want them to pay attention.
I don't know what happened to the rainbow girl, but after all, rainbows are just like life; they originate from two sources, appear in all those pretty colours, and fade with them.
I never heard a message from the rainbow girl from then on. If you ever go to my village, if you see a rainbow, look carefully. If it points to the green mountain, please insure me that she did not die! Please. Let me know...
Girl of the Rainbow - Henry Greenreg
short prose