Oh look at this, my name in Short Stories. Woot. xD
This was written out of a sudden burst of inspiration, a few weeks ago. It's a very short story, but I hope you can enjoy it nonetheless. Also, thanks to Peach 00 for taking a look at this beforehand and encouraging me to post it. :3
Keryan hated the cold. He thought it was awful. He didn't like snow, either. It was too white, too cold. He was too white, too. But not cold. In fact, others often told him that he was a rather warm, friendly person, especially for a Ko-matoran. Travellers were often surprised by his openness and interest in the world, and most of them voluntarily told him stories about other parts of the island, what their homeplaces were like.
Keryan wished he could go somewhere else, maybe feel the warm sun on his face, see waterfalls and sandy dunes, or walk through a forest. There was only one problem: he had no legs. He'd lost them in an accident, many years ago.
The matoran sighed, and shifted his weight a little. A week before, a Ta-matoran, Valon, has visited him. They'd talked for a while, about various things. Valon had promised that he would see whether he could find a solution for Keryan's problem.
The Ko-matoran looked out of the window of his hut, his gaze blocked by a raging snowstorm, a cold white wall, shifting, moving, threatening and yet, also beautiful to some. Keryan tilted his head. For a while he had believed that there would be a chance for him to get out of his hut, away from the cold, into a world of colour and sensation... he blinked. Had he just seen a red dot?
No, he hadn't imagined it. The red dot came closer. Began to change. Got a shape. I was a matoran. It was Valon! And he was carrying something strange on his back...Keryan tugged at the rope which activated a mechanism to open the door. A gust of wind swept in, carrying snowflakes, and then Valon stumbled in.
„Keryan!“, he said, huffing, „I found a solution!“
A grin spread over his face.
„We'll get you out of here!“
Keryan enjoyed the sun. He thought it was wonderful. He also loved the colours of the forest surrounding him. The warm green of leaves beneath sunlight, their soft shadows, forming changing patterns on the ground.Valon had done him a great favour. With this device, which looked like a chair with wheels, he could finally explore the island, his new friend always behind him.
Now he was free.
Edited by Fairy Paladin, Nov 28 2014 - 07:19 AM.