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_______Yukizu beheld a rocky field. Though humid, mephitic air surrounded the field, it slowly became amassed in sharp ice. To free it from its entrapment, the land summoned fire, which consumed the ice. The ice retaliated against the fire, battling as a superior force. The resulting residue from the clash was not water as she had expected but a sticky liquid which glazed over the land, transforming it to the color of her eyes.

_______Sounds of fierce, armored forces like a battle in every direction flowed into her ears like raging rapids. In her desperation to flee the collision of the two elements before becoming apart of it, she attempted to will her limbs into movement; Yukizu's body remained in a paralyzed heap on the jagged ground. As the sticky liquid sprouted on her, entangling in her lovely pink locks, she sobbed and wretched. She glanced into the sky above where beasts encased in eyes and too horrifying to name glared downward at her with each of their horrifying eyes, and she trembled. She opened her mouth in a gape to shriek for help, but only silence erupted from her chest as the mephitic air seeped into her tongue. A massive sound bellowed from around her. Its sound was like that of millions of instruments howling their final blood cry.

_______A spherical music instrument erupted in a series of cheerful tings. Pale-yellow, green, and pink flowers adorned the sides in vines, shielding its pearl-like shine. A short stack of childish books halted it from happily rolling onto the velvet floor below where replicas of animals glanced curiously about the room. Dimming sunlight drifted in lazily from a single window and seeped into the curved walls. Yukizu lethargically sat up and winked at the still bright reflections of the sun. Sleepers clung madly to the corners of her eyes. She gathered her strength to lift her arm and blindly reach over to the musical sphere. It responded to the warmth from her lazy touch and ceased its racket.

_______The red sun depressed closer to the horizon, signifying the end of a long period of light and the beginning of another endless barrage of darkness. Yukizu blamed her dream on anxiety from the falling sun. She let her eyes adjust to it before glancing about the room to be sure that all means of artificial light remained in their appropriate spot and hadn't hidden away from the creeping shadows they were meant to protect against while she was shrieking in her terrifying dream.

_______She thrust aside her cover and, as eagerly as one running to open a present on Christmas morning, ran across the room to her yellow bag used to carry educational tools required of everyone below five ages and above one. Her bright hair reached well past her knees and stultified the rest of the room in comparison. The bag rustled and emitted a "yap" more soothing to Yukizu than the musical sphere. From within, a feathery blob glared impatiently at her. A black feline in the confinements of a clear cube hummed hungrily to it.

_______The day Yukizu made her first friend, Selstie, they played near the alameda in the park until they came across an infant erintel, a species of Sactanurian bird. Its incoherent cries reverberated loudly enough to nearly deaf an innocent passerby; they believed it to be a miracle no one else had found it. The two of them fantasized over the thought of its color. Erintels housed in the four distinct locations of the dominant species, always at war with opposing colors. Though the birds were born pure white, they eventually formed their color, red, blue green, or brown, from the root of their feathers. A legend described a golden species of erintel which coexisted throughout all colors and brought immense fortune to anyone who gazed upon them. Such a lovely creature, they thought, could be nothing but gold. The two children discussed the fate of the loud creature before them until they agreed to exchange caring for it until it was strong enough to cope on its own. Yukizu felt an empathetic anxiousness for the creature, yet, as time progressed, she could slowly feel her heart breaking. The white collection of feathers had become as close a friend as Selstie.
_______As she gazed into the preening form, countless questions of his future scolded her mind. She rubbed away a single droplet from her dewy eye. The erintel curiously peered over the boundaries of its bright nest. Yukizu scampered to the other side of the room and held out her palm, beckoning to the white creature. After opening his mouth in a wide rictus, he effortlessly ascended and glided into her palm without hesitation. She gave him an approving nudge with her index finger before dismissing him back to his nest and dressing in vivid adornments of clothing. Her scarlet eyes blazed with anticipation as she gathered her bag. She ebulliently flew out of the room and down the ramp into the hall, stopping only to carefully close the door behind her. White and blue patches were painted on the stairs and hall throughout the spherical home.

_______She clutched her bag in front, fearful that the unsteadiness would disturb the pure creature inside. Before drifting to sleep hours earlier, she enthusiastically adjusted her musical sphere to wake her earlier than usual. Before school, she was to meet Selstie one last time at the fountain to free the fluffy, young erintel. Yukizu stood inches from the door. She could taste the erintel's freedom in the stale air. It would be his last trip through a doorway. Her arm extended to nudge open the door, the final obstacle from the world.

_______A halt issued, "Freeze, Yuzi." It stilled the oxygen into an icy substance she couldn't breathe. She turned quickly to face her parent, who now seemed like an ominous statue. His light eyes loomed miles above.