Sky Mistress

Every night, you could see a girl silently staring out her window. For, the twinkling stars created a rythm that could not be any more beautiful. And you would see that her eyes unraveled in the piece as the music lingered on in her mind, she became focused. Than there was a break in this rhapsody that remained in her heart for what seemed like an eternity.  All would become silent. It was then that she carefully moved. Her footsteps were but a whisper, and her breath flowed with the breeze of night and kissed your soul to sleep.  Her eyes enchanted your heart and slowly sang a lullaby that would lift your soul. And the song would begin again. She than gulped down her fear of the night, and silently tiptoed onto the stars, careful as to wake no one up on her journey to the moon. And all was blissful, for she had the best view on what seemed like magic. How beautiful beams of light fit into a dot and created the best fireworks show seen for miles. How she remained entertained all night, how she adored every black void that filled the sky at night, for that just added to this wonderful piece of art. It all came together in harmony and unity, one deep hollow color, flowing together to create a masterpiece. But, than there was a break in her beautiful vision, something that averted her attention away from such graceful nature. Averting her gaze from these stars, she carefully turned her head counter-clockwise and looked at a new masterpiece about to begin. As the sun rose so gracefully, it snuck up upon the moon and took over its nightlight with an abundance of colors. Yet, the purples, pinks, reds, and oranges all flowed together to form one,  a background scenery that kept her aghast with wonder. As she watched the golden beams melt through her, her fears dimmed away and were replaced with a comfortable warmth that took over her whole body. The warmth let her fly, and float away, so carefully she lifted off and headed home. The lower she got to her home grounds, the more the light was dimming away from her eyes, and a black void seemed to control her vision. Her eyes began to flutter, being heavily pushed down, yet inside she was fighting to stay awake and see the finale of this masterpiece. Gently, they closed with sleeping dust being the powder that won the final fight. Finally, the battle was put to rest and melted away…. But, before she fell asleep she took a last gaze at her surrounding and she saw an angel, that whispered few but important words; ‘behind every dream there is a secret meaning, that only you can unlock and set free.’ And with those words she had finally awoken, and remained pondering till night in which she would set her dreams free. Finally, ‘free’, she thought, and with that she remained in the stars. She flied with all the warm thoughts inside her, and didnt take the chance to look back, for fear she might lose her balance. To this day, she remains watching masterpieces form every night and day with serenity, and everyday she looked for a difference she hadn’t noticed before. Something out of the ordinary, something new and refreshing to keep in her mind and memorize, always trying to complete her masterpiece and there she remained until her masterpieces were complete. To all she is known as the Sky Mistress, the one who remained inside her dreams, and the one who completed her own masterpiece.1