In The Shadows of The Light || Short Story

IN THE SHADOWS OF THE LIGHT.

Hello everyone! Just a quick note that this is a story about the species that Snowy and I created. These species are Prism Shards. Please do not use our concept. Thank you. I hope you all enjoy this story!

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The Prism Palace had finally completed construction. Located in the center of the planet where the shimmering water was splashing and the crystals were glowing as brightly as ever. The crescent moon white and frosty, radiating its bright luminescence at the rainbow stained glass windows of the palace.

Prism was perched on her glossy glass throne, she glanced around, observing the large empty palace halls. She averted her thoughts, taking her mind off of the empty soulless rooms. She sighed. Although she loved this planet it felt desolate to her. No one to command. No one to speak with. No one to rule over. She got up and traipsed around the halls, then she diverted her direction, instead of walking aimlessly she headed to the colossal gates, highly decorated with patterns and art of the planet. “I can’t stay like this anymore!” she shouted.

She hurried towards the crystal waterfall, immediately sitting with her head down gazing down, crescent tears streaming down her pale complexion. She placed her hands aggressively on her soft, delicate sleek hair, clenching it tightly. She burst out with tears, her emotions all sorrow.

One by one as her teardrops dripped into the sparkly water they had turned into shards. After noticing this, Prism immediately wiped her tears off with her sleeve, having an expression of both hope and surprise on her face. “What’s... what’s this...?”, she asked herself, glancing at the forming shards. Slowly but suddenly the shards formed into gems, prism shards. Each one of her crescent tears crystallized into gems, and her facial expression sprouted from a melancholic and crestfallen mood to a breezy and blissful expression.

”I cant believe it! I created my own gems?!” Prism exclaimed, emotions of shock, surprise and excitement all flooding through her head. “Hello!” One of the prism shards gushed, “Who are you? Who am I?!” Another prism shard whispered with a gentle voice. Prism grinned, iring the newly created prism shards. The prism shard gems all gathered around prism, their glowing eyes fully paying attention to Prism as she introduced herself, like a mother with her children gathered around her.

The prisms all scattered around the Prism Palace garden, surrounded by a peaceful splashing sparkling waterfall in the background and a moon base, collecting the planet’s moon dust. They gazed at the magnificent Aurora Lights, bands of color flowing in the clear dark sky, with the shimmering glowing crescent moon on the right.

Suddenly, a new prism shard gem formed. ”What-“, the prism shard whispered. Then he glanced at the other prism shards, all together with Prism, speedily looking around. He looked at himself, and he noticed he was different. The prism shards were bright, colorful and vibrant, but he noticed he was nothing like that. He was a Shadow Prism. However, was he truly a prism shard?

A lot of time had ed since the creation of the shards. An enormous clock laid on the wall, creating a constant ticking sound every second, and Shadow had been counting the clock, hiding deep into the bottom of the moon dust tower. Waiting in the wings. Hiding in the shadow.

Meanwhile, the Prism Palace was booming with bliss and merriment, the energy of the prisms filled the halls, as if there was a bouncing band of energy flowing in the rooms. The vibrant prism shard gems all sat around, some of them iring themselves with their glossy glass mirrors, others talking with Prism herself, the creator of all prism shards. By now prism shards had become extremely beloved, Prism was already high up in the ranks of Homeworld, but now she is even higher, almost viewed as a Diamond.

Shadow Prism sighed, peering at the magnificent roof and walls of the tower, drawings of constellations and Homeworld’s moons scattered around the walls and roof. It was a stunning place to live in, but not a place to live in alone. However Shadow, he was always alone, nonexistent to all.

He slowly sauntered around the rooms of the soaring tower, contemplating how he could have been living with the prisms, if he hadn’t formed late, but then he thought about how he may not be accepted, as prisms were known for their vibrant and spirited colors, while he was a ghostly, gloomy color, his complexion starless and dark. He observed the resplendent palace from the garden of the tower, with a fountain of the same water in the palace’s garden.

After gazing at the palace, wishing he could just meet the gems in it, tears had started to collect in his eyes, and slowly they started sliding down his delicate shadowy skin, pouring into the fountain he sat on. And slowly, his tears crystallized as well. Similar to how his creator Prism’s tears crystallized, but instead of forming regular prism shards, they formed like he did. Defective. All of them nearly mirror versions of each other. And finally Shadow had started to find a new hope, a new light, but instead it was a shadow. Will he remain in the shadows?

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Hello everyone! After not writing for a while I decided to write this species about Snowy and I’s prism species! This acts a bit like a backstory, and I hope you all enjoy this piece as it took a very long time and I put a lot of effort into it. Thank you.

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