Mother of Pearls pg 1

    It was that time of year when the wind blew, the flames danced across the horizon and fell like shooting stars to the ground. Hues of red, yellow, and orange ignited the entire village like a wild fire. Autumn was indeed a magnificent spectacle to see, but its beauty was transient. Like the leaves that fell from the tree, everything faded with time...

       A delicate young woman, Azalea struggled to sit up on the threadbare bed. With her bright green eyes she looked upon her beautiful son; it seemed like a wonderful dream, but alas it was not to last.After suffering hours of painful labor, she felt herself withering away like flower does when summer becomes fall. Minute by minute, petal by petal, her life was slowly fading away. Her only relief was that soon she would be meeting her husband again, in heaven.

        Azalea could see him now, radiating golden light, just like a glorious angel. He had the same gentle smile she had always known , which reassured her that everything would be alright once she was by his side again. Entranced by his alluring smile, she slowly reached for his evanescent hand, but then her daydream was suddenly interrupted by the piercing cries of her son. She tried to calm him down, but his cries grew louder as if he was protesting against their imminent separation and her unfortunate fate. His loud wails were like a farewell song filled with pain and sorrow.

        Pressing her face softly against the baby’s cheek, she silently wept and thought “Who would take care of this precious child of mine?” Suddenly hard, smooth, orbs rolled down her face. Azalea pulled herself away from her son, and was shocked to see that pearls lay in her lap. Her vision was blurred by her teary eyes and she wiped them with her handkerchief. For a moment she thought perhaps she might have cried tears of pearls, “Impossible! I know I have been gifted with powers…but tears of pearls? No it…” Before Azalea could further ponder this thought she was interrupted by the baby’s cries once again, and she shifted her attention to calming the babe. Gently cradling him in her arms, she rocked him back and forth, lulling a soothing melody.

Author's Note

what do you think of this as the opening page? aiming for 9 and up

Reviews

[melissa]

very good i really enjoy it! you have great talent :)