Saturday, May 3, 2008

Inspiring Blues

I recently changed colors in my living room. In California I had red as my accent color to go with our couches. Here I have been inspired to go with a wonderful blue. It ties in my grandmothers dining table and the lamp (seen in the photo below) that my mother painted for us as a wedding present. Jon thought I was crazy buying this rug as it was the first big blue thing in the room. But I think he is coming around to the idea. Still he thinks the rug looks like lots of fishing lures sewn together.

Here is the inspiration behind the room--my little Camille with her bright blue eyes that match her dado's eyes. I love those brilliant blues! I just needed a room to remind me of them on a daily basis.

Chapter 3: The Four Flowers

Our bedtime story continues...

Chapter 3
The Four Flowers

Fannie shuttered as the strangely strong grip of hundreds of tiny bat feet attached themselves to her clothing, hair and shoelaces. Lifted off the ground she feared her clothing would rip or her hair would be pulled out. Yet luckily, she was so wispy in stature that this was never a well founded worry.

Still it was not a secure feeling flying through the air suspended by ones clothing shoes and hair being lifted by bats. Luckily, the trip was a short one. The bats were swift and in a minute or two they had arrived at their destination.

They descended down a cavern, hidden in the tall grasses of one side of the meadow. The opening to the cavern was no more than three feet wide but it quickly opened up to ten feet and then twenty or thirty feet wide. At the bottom of this deep cavern was a great opening filled with stalactite jewels of undiscovered colors. Fannie was taken with the wonder and beauty of these jewels at once. The jewels seemed to be glowing in a strange iridescent way. In the center of the opening, seated on a chair made entirely of the brightest glowing jewels, sat a lovely ashy velvet skinned, adult human formed moth-woman. She had the figure of a human woman except that her skin was soft and in places even furry and she had enormous, incandescent infinitely colored wings lighting up the room and sending sparkles of undiscovered colors in every direction. It seemed all the light in the room was coming from her wings. It was giving life to all the colors in the room and making the jewels sparkle.

Fannie was set down at the feet of the Moth-woman.

“I am Queen Illuminia Mathia,” she stated. “I see you have sentenced four of my lovely younglings to die by plucking them from their mother vine.” The Queen pointed to the flowers in Fannie’s hand.

Fannie was so taken by the Queen’s beauty that she could only stammer a half excuse of a reply. The Queen was not waiting for an answer anyway and quickly cut her off.

“Your sentence in return is to help these younglings make the most of their remaining life. You must take them to new places they have never before seen. You must help them make a difference in the life of another. And lastly you must return them to their mother vine before their last petals fall to the earth,” said the Queen. “You will begin at once. Vladin and his comrades will return you to your world and the cave will only open for you to return when your mission has been accomplished. I must warn you however, as an incentive for you to complete your mission, your world will not look the same as you remember it looking. It will never return to the world you remember unless you complete your mission and return the four younglings before the last petal falls. Now, off with you.”

Fannie was again hoisted in the air and swept back to the meadow where again she saw reopened the cave entrance. Vladin and his bats swept her right through the opening and out in the world she knew so well and those old familiar woods.

Only this time, Fannie was shocked by what she saw.
To be continued…