Sunday, 13 April 2014

ETERNAL MELODY ABOVE THE RAINBOW



Norway, the degree was almost 2°C. Snowflakes were melting, a 16 year old girl was writing on her diary in her room and sometimes took a glance at a painting, her painting. Indeed, she is also an amateur painter. Well, she begins her words with;
Music, Fairies, Humans and World. Are they related to each other? Well, some people said that fairies do exist. But I was a sense one who didn’t believe in those things. Until these twins appeared before my naked eyes.
3 MONTHS EARLIER
“Paloma, come on. We could be late, it is time for a winter, let’s meet our friends, they are ready for the orchestra” said Picollo, a little blonde fairy formed like a mini size of human surrounded by a sparkling light around him with his sharp ears and transparent wings. This little creature was not even bigger than a volley ball.  He was Paloma’s twin brother. He played a flute. Flute had an element of wind. So when all flute fairies played the ensemble flute altogether, then camea howling wind.
“Wait a second, I’m not done with my harp” said Paloma. She was a little purple- haired fairy. Unlike her twin brother who was quite, warm and disciplined. She was so cheerful but disorganized and reckless. She rarely practiced. However, they still loved each other, even though they sometimes had a different point of view almost in everything. Paloma’s element was water. Then it came a rain, when harp fairies played the ensemble.
All fairies, about 38 fairies played the orchestra to change the season. They usually played above the clouds, although they actually lived on flowers in a beautiful marigold and rose gardens. When they were all ready for the orchestra, they would fly together to the clouds. And, in a special occasion, when they ought to play after the rain, and if they played perfectly, there would come a rainbow. And after that, they will happily slide on the rainbow and back to the garden.
They performed the sonata today on clouds almost perfectly. They realized that there was a little out-of-key sound coming from a harp. However, the snowflakes began dropping to the ground. After that, they flew back to the garden, when Paloma was chatting with her beloved friend, Sofia, a violin fairy through flying. She accidentally dropped her harp into a middle of nowhere. She gasped, her eyes were wide awake and she lost all of her words to speak. But she was too afraid to break a line and go down to the ground. So she continued to follow the line and let her harp fall.
In the evening, on the branch of a frozen oak tree, Picollo was practicing with his magical flute. The wind was howling a little, it was more like a breeze. Paloma approached her with her plan to talk to him about her harp “Hey, how are you? Doing something?” She started the conversation, “Fine, I’m practicing. How about you? When will you start your practice?” “Well, I guess I will not practice tonight because...” Paloma hadn’t finished with her words then Picollo just blurted out “What’s on your mind? I couldn’t understand you. You realized about your performance today. Didn’t you  learn something of what have you to do for next? I do care about you, but this is not the first time I’m lecturing you, isn’t it? Or this is what you want? Ruin our performance?” Paloma didn’t realize that one tear just poured on her soft cheek. Hopeless, she was disappointed with those unexpected words. She lost all of her words to reply or even tell the truth. “I’m sorry I disturbed your rehearsal. I guess I’m going to take a rest. It’s a little bit cold here, I am freezing” She must have her body rested inside the tree hole. But, she walked into the opposite direction. She went to the edge of leaf, gained her courage, and soon her wings flew her high and high and left the fairy garden.
Lefoton city, the sky was dark.Everything almost was covered by the snow.The little fairy had arrived in a crowded city. There was a brunette teenage girl in her red coat walking through the side street with a painted canvas in her goody bag. Paloma hadn’t gone for more than 2 hours looking for her magical harp, when she took a glance at the girl and her canvas. And she realized that a canvas was painted a harp resembled like hers. Since she was small and not all people can see her. She went into the goody bag but unfortunately didn’t findthe harp. She decided to stay inside the bag, she was pretty sure that the girl had her magical harp.
The girl went to her room, she lighted the pink room. The room was completely neat, tidy and looked very comfortable. There was a single bed, a desk with a light lamp on it. She put her good bag on the desk. She took out the canvas and she froze for a while when she found a little creature lying in the goody bag. “Who are you? Hmm... What are you? And how could you be here?” said the girl. Paloma flew and floated in front of the girl’s eyes “You can see me? I’m Paloma, a little fairy from Marigold and Rose Gardens. I’m here to take my magical harp.” “I’m sorry I don’t believe in such things...  alright I didn’t since you’re here floating before my eyes and your harp that I found stuck on my window.” The girl smiled to the fairy “I’m Irina, nice to meet you, Plo.” Paloma raised her eyerbrow and she laughed. “Oh, I’m sorry, It’s Paloma, isnt it? I just nicknamed you. Anyway, I’ll get your harp.” Irina walked towards the desk and pulled the locket. Then, she took the harp and gave it to Paloma. “You dropped it, didn’t you? And I’m the one who kept it safe. Can I make a wish then since you’re a fairy?”, asked Irina. “I’m sorry, Irina. I only play the harp to pour the rain. I’m a season fairy. However, rain only will come If I play the notes perfectly” she said worriedly, “ But, Thank you for keeping my harp safely.” Paloma gave her cute smile to Irina. “ Oh I see, since you can’t do a magic, besides dropping waters from the sky. Will you stay here for awhile? I never thought fairy would be so pretty like you, little Plo. I’d like to paint you with your harp. Please?” “Sure, I would love to. It seems more fun than praticing.” She answered cheerfully.
They had a lot of fun during the painting. They felt like they had been bestfriends, or even sisters, since long time ago. Paloma really enjoyed her time accompanying Irina to wherever she went since then eventhough no one could see her except Irina.
Meanwhile in the Marigold and Rose Gardens, everyone panicked after Paloma was gone. Picollo was drawned in guilt. He felt that he was the one causing Paloma to leave the gardens. After the last time he had that incident with Paloma, he really wanted to apologize if it really hurt her feelings. Well, she had gone with no trace. Picollo then decided to search his twin sister alone without any permissions.
 He actually had no idea where he could find her. He flew almost all over Norway days and nights in winter. It had been 6 days, He had been freezing, even fairies could feel the temperature. Usually, in summer, spring and autumn they stayed on flowers, leave, or branches. However, in winter, they warmed themselves by staying inside the tree hole.
Picollo just arrived in Lefoton when his sparkling light was vanishing. He chilled, his body was trembling, but he was still flying even though he almost lost all of his energy. His face turned into blue, A few more hours he touched his feet on the pavement and started walking. He didn’t know where else to go. He stopped by the bush, he breathed heavily, he had no idea, except he played the flute so Paloma might hear him, just for a couple minutes.
Paloma and Irina were laughing out loud after they played tic-tac-toe,when Paloma heard Picollo’s flute playing somewhere. She asked Irina to accompany her finding where the sound came from. Irina had been told everything about Plo’s twin brother and also the last moment with him when he was angry to her. Well, she was also excited to meet him. When they were out and followed the voice, suddenly the music stopped.
“ He must be around here. I could clearly his playing”, said Paloma. “ I could feel the wind was howling from the east. Let’s go there! Irina then ran to the park with Paloma flying beside her head. Then they found a bush where there was lying a body of freezing Picollo.
3 MONTHS LATER
Irina was writing in his dairy, she took a glance of a painting, two little twin fairies. One was purple-haired girl playing her harp, and the other was a blonde boy holding his flute. They both looked cheerfully happy.
Paloma had went back to Marigold and Rose Gardens, the place on which her twin brother lying peacefully there. She never came back to Lefoton since then and started practicing more often. When the summer came, all the fairies flew to the sky and started playing the orchestra. She played the tone perfectly, the melody was so beautifully played although they had  just lost one of the flute sound. When they finished, there came a rainbow. Paloma believed it was a rainbow for his beloved twin brother.