Your Colours are my Obsession
Colourful, pompous, bright-eyed darlings, I will take you exploring. Powerless children, born from inventor's minds and craftsmen's hands, I will set you free. I will grant you the ability of flight and show you the wonders of the world. I can take you higher. I can take you further. Follow me and give me colour; let's go on an adventure. Call out to your friends for me, invite them to come along. The more the merrier, I like variety. Red of blooming blood, jealousy- stained green, drop of sunshine and electric blue, stud my cape, like jewels, and I will grant you flight.
Flight is a wild ride, but I am and experienced guide. Make sure you hold on tightly, don't get lost when in flight. The sky is a strange place, a floating island of water vapour - clouds. I have known the sky for long, he is a moody man. Beware of his fits of thunder, his wrath will burn through your heart. But be sure to drop in for tea when he is sunny and fine, he makes the best pies. Let's ribbon our way through him and continue on our ride.
Let's weave through tree tops and listen to their whispers. Their words of wisdom tell the deepest secrets, of where the sweetest nectar is and why robin's eggs are blue. Let's fly low an greet the dolphins who welcome us with their circus show. I like to caress their fins and give them a taste of flight. Gently, in my palms, I offer them a little push and through the air they will soar and slice through the crystal waters, their affinity with water unseverable. When flying low be careful. Do not upset the water. Be quiet and have the patience and stealth of a panther. Wait for the opportunity, to break through and fly high again.
Fly freely but carefully as there is always danger about. Be careful of envious eyes and be wary of those hearts full of jealousy. Flight is highly desired, a second of unwariness can break that magical moment. But I will give you protection, in return, offer me your colours and keep me company. I will take you higher. Beyond the clouds, to a land of imagination. When in flight, clarity focuses and your worries will dissipate. Look at the scenery and appreciate the beauty of your home.
During cold nights, the sky will keep you warm. He shows off his most splendid cloak and blankets everything. Studded with one million stars, his cloak shines brighter than any diamond. Fly slowly and I'll sing you a lullaby. Bask in the silver moonlight and dance with the constellations. Put on a night time performance and waltz across the sky. Offer the moon your most beautiful flight and she'll reward you with her gently, secretive smile.
Dance slowly, savour every minute. The night does not last forever and flight does not wait. Listen as the bells of dawn ring and watch the sky crack open, revealing its golden yolk. Watch, the sunrise leaks out and butters the world, a piece of earth-coloured toast. Enjoy your breakfast as we continue our flight. Wake the world up with your vibrant colours and kindly put a smile on people's faces. They must have forgotten them as they washed their faces this morning. Please prepare for touch down, we will soon be landing. Slide down the rainbow, the bridge that connects the earth and the sky. It is time for you to return home, I hope you enjoyed your flight. Thank you for colouring me , I enjoyed your company. Next time, I promise on my name. I will take you higher. I will take you further. There is no limit to where you can go.
I am the wind.
Author's statement:
I really enjoyed writing this, and I showed it to Shelly. She really enjoyed reading it too and said it was fun to read :3 My favourite part of it is probably when I describe the dawn and the sunrise. I like eggs~ :3 lol. It is written by the wind, directed to the hot-air balloons. The wind has an obsession with their colour as itself is colour-less. Although it has the ability of flight it desires colour, company and a home. I guess this is kinda similar to my original idea of wanting to write about the wind in love the hot-air balloon~ xD
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