Chapter 1:

Narrator:

Aurora blasts across an unfathomable topaz canyon, the perfect iron clouds stretching above the velvet emerald leaves, dangling from the obsidian branches, like precious jewels suspending from an antique silver necklace. She steered towards a piece of land in the edge of her eye, hoping to venture for…

Aurora roused from her slumber, extending her green wings, and instinctively stared out the crystal window. She spotted Blitz stretching out his furry tan paws, and tapped on the glass with her polished talons. He howled, and stumbled to follow one of his owners, Melody, who had already woken up and zoomed downstairs to get sloppy pancakes. Aurora glided above her owner’s head, John, an eight year old, tempting to get a rainbow seed or earn a cuddle. Suddenly, an abrupt thought swirled into Aurora’s mind. What was she hoping to venture for? A seed? Land? A seed land?

 

Aurora:

“Aurora, get your feathers down here!” John’s voice sliced into my ideas, and I hustled down the waxed wooden stairway. The Swarovski chandelier hung from the white ceiling, its crystals gleaming in the morning sun. John had a miniature leash in his gloved hand, and it was just the right size for me.

“There you are, birdy! Come on, try my newest invention: the…leash!” I wriggled into the rope with metallic bird tape wrapped around it.

“Let’s take a walky! Doesn’t that sound good?”

 

Blitz:

Melody, my owner, gulped down mushy pancakes drenched in maple syrup. I patiently sat down, waiting for some bacon to tumble down into my savoring mouth. Melody, twelve years old and super gentle, rolled her dark blue eyes at me, and tossed bacon down onto the gray modern cushion. I gratefully devoured it, licking my flews.

Wesley, a fourteen year old, grabbed the treat bag, and reappeared later with his rough coat and my dog leash.

Prepared for an adventure, his gray eyes had a streak of excitement painted on it as he shot me a questioning glance.

Ready, I pawed at his jogging shoes and he laughed, his light blond hair floating in the busy air.

Chapter 2:

Narrator:

 

Aurora was yanked outside, breathing in the misty air. Birds soared through the mellow clouds, and into the snow-speckled mountains. Blitz, on the other hand, just came back from a tiresome sprint in the gigantic park that was a block away from them. Blitz squealed in enthusiasm when he saw the bird outside, and pounced onto poor John. Luckily, John isn’t afraid of Blitz, and proceeds to tickle his pale rose belly. Blitz immediately plopped to his side, his pink tongue lolling outside his foaming jaw.

“We better discuss. Meet you at the window at 3:30 sharp.” Aurora whispered as she fluffed out her delicate northern light tufts. John tugged her away from the scarce time, away from the salty scent, and away from her words.

 

Aurora:

I zipped into the empty, odorless guest room, and flopped over to the marble desk with an old fashioned lamp carefully displayed with a thick layer of bubble foam. I impatiently tapped the table, sound waves vibrating the tiny tie-dye dolphin Squishmellow, causing it to tumble and make a beeline to the cold tiled floor. I peered on the side of our other neighbor's house. Pearl was a cat who had lived there, who had stayed there, who had been expected to make kittens with another cat, Button. But one day, he had vanished from the entire neighborhood, and his owner, Nigeria, was devastated. I glanced at the granite clock. The time presented was 3:30. Why wasn’t Blitz here?

 

Chapter 3:

 

Narrator:

Blitz emerged from the darkness of the room, looking around, petrified to be seen.

“Whatcha doing here, Blitz?” He rapidly swung the door shut with his spotted tail. His pupils darkened, and his azure eyes narrowed.

“I’m here to listen to what you have to say. You acted like it was important.” Aurora babbled about her odd dream, emphasizing details and points.

“...and, it just was just terminated, like that! I didn’t even know what word I utilized at the end of the sentence!” Blitz started anxiously sniffing.

“Do you know that every dream has a meaning of some sort,” Aurora nodded, and paced around the cramped room.

“I think your dream wants us to…escape. To be free. I love my family and all, but maybe it’s time for a journey. For both of us.”

 

Chapter 4:

 

Blitz:

The canyon was identical to the one in Aurora’s dream, according to her report. There’s a sapphire lake below it, too, though it looks as if it has dried out. Or maybe it’s the trick of light. Anyhow, we continued on the route until we spotted an incredibly stunning tree. Coal branches lurched forward, with tiny dots of green and turquoise peppered on them.  The endless ocean extended in front of them, and somewhere in the horizon lay a piece of flat land.

“Let’s take a rest. We’ll need to travel for quite some time to get to that island.” Aurora exclaimed, nestling in the scorching sand.

“I’ll see if there’s any scraps to feast upon.” I followed my senses, and managed to hunt down a tiny rabbit for dinner, and clawed at some sunflower seeds for Aurora.

Tomorrow, everything will change. Today, it’s still the present.

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TO BE CONTINUED...​

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