'sprinkle a little big strong faerie dust right into their eyes...' she floated on upwards like a silver stream -the last leaf on the wintered tree, with porcelain skin and golden curls her beautiful soul bought her the world. just as the moon dances around the sun her light shines through the glass into a thousand rainbows... Her every thought bounces from her mind into life. Her dreams burn through the darkest of nights, releasing her into a world of colour and light. Feathers of dust fall from her army of wings sending ripples of warmth and neon light to the space that they touch. The higher she soars the sweeter the air seems and she breathes in the magic that is the surrounding of beauty. The rainbow of light on which she was flying pulsated in time with the heavenly rhythm and the band of violet flowed into a thick, luxurious river pouring over her:coating her. Her skin absorbed, her lips tasted and her soul sensed the rush of love running through the living purple- a love so pure and untouched. Her heart grew and grew and exploded into a thousand purple stars. She held a vague recollection of a for-taste of this love in the embrace of the ones before....She remebered the purple emotion gleaming in their eyes and fragments of this love in the sounds that seemed to come from their lips...but this river was all consuming and she allowed herself to be overtaken. Then blue fell all around her and the taste of peace sent light shaking through her veins. Something so new of an experience, so sought after- a fraction of which she had tasted before on the lips of the others who believed in and fought for the peace they so desired. And here she was, melting in the intensity of the saturation of peace, the peace she gave her whole life for. Her eyes gleamed with delight turning silver and aqua as the wings gained momentum, flying higher and higher. The blue peace expanded and flew through the space painting the surroundings navy, teal and turquoise and peaceful tranquility calmed the space to a comforting hum. Then to the sound of a chorus of angels, the green once held in the rainbows grasp was swept up by the breeze into ten thousand leaves that encircled her and glistened in the light of the turquoise moon. The smell of the forrest engulfed her, moss grew a blanket beneath her feet and daisies tied themselves to her golden curls. The powerful whirlwind rushed her upwards, supporting her limbs with it's strong oak branches and leaving her intoxicated by the pungent smell of lilies and freesias. Butterflies danced gracefully around her porcelain fingers and with the help of the wings of a beautiful giant swallow, she was lifted over the snow topped mountain peaks and placed on to the golden beams of light that struck out into the space from the red burning centre that was the sun. The sun flickers ran over her body leaving a tingling sensation that warmed right through to her soul. Her blood heated up and the warmth permeated through her skin creating a golden glow that shone around her being. This was the nature she had cherished. the trees and the branches and the leaves she had fought for, the invigorating wind and the fiery beams of sun she had given her human life for. An army of spiders fell from the moon and spun a staircase spiderweb. As she walked the stairs the web glistened and crackled with electric sparks that sent waves of adrenalin through her body. The butterflies encircled her and kissed her forehead with the shining green wings. Then the rainbow's yellow flew into a giant bird and it's yellow feathers fell over her covering her entire frame. Asd they brushed over her body each feather began to tickle her skin provoking an uncontrollable frenzy of laughter. As her lips broke into a grin, so did her soul and the yellow joy spread throughout lifting her feet off the ground and causing her to soar higher still. The yellow of the sun illuminated the space and the sparkling glitter filled the surroundings with indescribible happiness. The band of orange then bowed down before her and swept beneath her into a giant flying crapet. They raced through the space pouring golden glitter and copper treasure into the air. The place aged into an ancient beauty and majesty shone in the orange hues. Ten thousand leaves held eachothers stalks and danced around her in a flurry of copper, amber and gold. Neon orange dragonflies sang royal deitys whilst an army of golden lizards accompanied them in the form of a brass band. A towering crown was placed on her head and she was showered with golden coins and precious gems. A royal robe was draped around her delicate shoulders turning her skin golden and her eyes bright amber. She was presented with an enormous golden heart which cracked and shattered and fell like fine faerie dust into the space. A magnificient white light shone from the hands that held the golden heart and hit the last remaining red of the rainbow. The red absorbed the energy from the light and shot through the space in a massive sweeping motion. Red ran around the rest of the spectrum drawing in the violet river, the turquiose moon, the emerald leaves, the yellow feathers and the orange dragonflies and held them in the strength of its grasp. The band of red wrapped around the colours and formed a huge ribbon bow. Within the confines of the ribbon the colours danced and played and struck off one another creating new exciting shades until the ribbon contained every colour in existance plus a thousand new. The the colourful energy flowed into liquid and poured into her body filling her with love, peace, nature, joy and majesty until her veins were filled and her eyes sparkled with the beauty of the rainbow. In the surroundings that were beauty there was colour and now, that beauty was her. beauty majesty joy nature peace love