Dancing with the Sun

I wrote this in one evening. I hope you enjoy!

Dancing with the Sun

By Victoria Naytowhow

I live in a land where members from different realms co-exist side by side. I had never known anyone unlike me. Therefore, I thought little of the others that walked side by side with us.

One day as I lay in bed ready to sleep, a shooting star shot by my window pane. I made a wish to meet someone who will change my life for the better and for them to see the beauty inside me, where I could not.

My eyes grew heavy and I drifted off...

I awoke in bed, my mouth dry, and hair a fray. The sunlight was shinning so brightly, like it was the afternoon. I heard a low whisper... Do not be afraid Elvira. I do not wish you any harm, only love. I am about to enter your room and I am unlike anyone you have ever set eyes on, but do not be afraid.

I stared at the door as it was slowly beginning to open. I starred into a yellow light that fit the silhouette of an adult man. His body was masculine and I could see his naked form. However, his skin was yellow, just as the Sun in the morning.

Elvira I have come to answer your wish you made last night. I will take you wherever you wish, and I will see the beauty that has always lied within you. But, there is one condition. You may never share anything to anyone. You must never speak out loud or in written word who I am, and what we are doing. If you can accept my conditions I will be your greatest friend. Do you accept?

I accept. I will not say a word to anyone.

Then grab my hand and let us go.

I grabbed his hand, and we traveled to a large empty room. His hand touched the arch of my back and his other grabbed my hand. Then soft music played throughout the room. I panicked and pushed him away.

Does this not suit your needs to feel beautiful?

I just can't dance with you romantically in an instant. If I was someone else, someone different, I could. But, I just can't. I sat down, on the cold ground and starred intently at the floor.

I do not wish for you to feel like you are alone. I am here and I will always be with you. Maybe I should not of thrust you into this setting. Grab my hand, I will take you where we may just feel peace.

I looked at the Sun and grabbed his hand.

We sat a top a hill, near a tree, with a checkered blanket, in the height of day.

May I ask you several questions about yourself? Who do you know yourself as?

I am very quiet, timid, and shy. I push people away because I do not wish them the effort to get to know who I truly am. I am not worth the time.

I am here Elvira and I know that you are worth the effort. Have you always thought these things about yourself?

Yes I have.

My kind think differently of ourselves. We do not think that there are others who are better or others who are not better. I understand that your kind does think that there are better out there than themselves.

I am ordinary. There is little interesting about me. I feel as though I have little to offer someone.

Every being has something to offer another. You are asking the wrong questions Elvira and it is time to wake up.

The sound of my alarm blaring woke me up. I sat up and and scratched my shoulders. It was time for me to get ready for work. I walked to my bathroom and looked into the mirror. Then everything that happened last night hit me. I was to ask myself the question of why I wasn't enough for anyone. Why wasn't I enough? Then I closed my eyes and pondered away for a few minutes. I didn't see myself as enough because I didn't see myself being enough for me. It was like an epiphany. Throughout the day I asked myself how could I be enough for me and what was it that I must do to see that?

I lay in bed, looking out into the night, my eyes drifting off until I finally fell asleep.

I awoke lying in bed. I sat up quickly and looked at the door. The door slowly opened and there he was looking downward at me.

Have you given much thought about what we talked about last time?

Yes and No. I know that I do not see myself as enough. But, I don't understand how I could make myself believe that I am enough. Is there anything that I must do in order to achieve that?

Grab my hand, let us go somewhere peaceful.

We stood looking out onto the landscape of a countryside hilltop in the midst of day. The green grass was ensconced with trees, fenced in lambs and houses off in a distance. I sat on the veranda on a white chair.

You are right, for the most part. You are your own obstacle. You do not see yourself as being worthy of others because you are not worthy of yourself. And, the only way to see yourself as worthy is to see yourself as someone to be cherished. The moment I looked at you lying on the bed. I had seen outer beauty. I think that if you see the inner beauty in yourself it would radiate outwards.

I felt like all of his words spoke the truth but my bitterness to myself spoiled his meaningful words. My own inner instincts told me to change the subject. Where do you come from? And why does Sunlight radiate from you?

I am from the Sun. You may call me the Sun if you wish.

How did you know I made a wish on a shooting star?

I had felt a pang of sorrow for your wish. You do not see what you have in waterfalls. You do not see your beauty, or your own inner light. I thought that with my friendship you will come to know yourself better and that maybe one day you could accept me as more.

My heart began to race. He wanted me to see him as more one day. How could two beings, two different species ever see each other as more? I felt my heart turn cold, in order to push away any real feelings for the Sun.

When it is time for you to wake will you miss me?

I awoke the alarm blaring. I shut it off and felt a tenseness around my heart. Will I miss the Sun? My own bitterness clouded my judgment, and I told myself partly I would.

As the nights came to pass, one day at a time. I felt a closeness to the Sun. As if we could be from the same place instead of distances stretching from distances. It was the bond that we shared with each other that made me feel a new feeling. I wanted it to call it friendship, but the other part of me told me it was much more deeper than any friendship.

Elvira can we once again try dancing with one another?

I would love to dance with you. Yes lets try it. The Sun put his hand on the arch of my back and grabbed my hand and we danced. It was slow and beautiful. I was still a girl inside, and knew nothing about being a woman in love. My insides were spinning, with butterflies. The nights we didn't speak talking, we spent dancing, looking into each others eyes.

The night the Sun kissed my lips gently I felt I understood what he saw inside me.

If you could spend eternity with me Elvira would you? Not in your plane of existence but in mine?

I would. I love you.

Author's Note

Please ignore grammar problems, and what do you think of the story? It's my first story I ever showed to anyone. What do you think?