• The Zephyr Blossom : Chapter 1


    Its been a week since Zanark grew the famous " Golden Fruit ". It was only a " fad " as some would call it. The crazed fans only lasted for about a week. Although this week, Zanark's life would change by some odd things happening.
    Alot of odd things happen in the Gaian world. For instance, the twins who found an " odd " necklace in the woods were suddenly posessed with a fox's spirit. Hopefully for Zanarks sake, he isn't posessed!
    ' What the... what is this? ' Zanark asks himself as he reaches towards the useful plant killer spray. " Stupid weeds.. " he says just as he was about to spray his " plant killer " an odd, different wind blew, and it was obvious that during that wind, the plant had grown a little. Zanark chose to keep it alive and see what would happen. " Hi there Zanark, I heard the Golden Fruit withered away... i'd suggest clearing out the space where your golden fruit died!! " a Garden Imp suggested. ' Hopefully he doesn't find out about the Zephyr fruit.. ' the Garden Imp thinks. " Oh Hi sprout! and eh well not quite.. a new plant started to grow from the exact place that the golden fruit died! Oh! well need any help with growing it? " Sprout asks.
    " Sure! Im really itching to find out just what the heck this plant is... " Zanark exclaims. " Alrighty then! " Sprout says, while she grabs something from her small pouch and sprinkles it onto the sproutling. Garden Imps, are distant cousins to the much larger Demon and Angel Imps, they are also really small, making them just the right size to tend to gardens. Only a few people have gained a Garden Imps trust, which gives them the most beautifull gardens in the entire world! As Sprout sprinkled the Green dust, the Sproutling instantly grew into a full grown flower! Although a few minutes later, a glow was coming from the flower. The flower then wilted away to make room for a fruit fairly larger than the size of a garden imp.
    " Well. I'll go get some scissors to cut off this fruit " Zanark says while walking back into his house. " Alright... work with my fruit!!!! " shouts Sprout as she tries to pull the fruit off of the stem, allowing her to leave quickly. " Back... and.. what are you doing? " Zanark asks. " Im.. uh.. helping you?? Ah forget it.. The golden fruit is only so rare because after it withers away a new fruit begins to grow! Its called the ' Zephyr Blossom ' " Sprout explains. " what exactly does this fruit do? " Zanark asks. " Well.. if you must know, its just as good as the golden fruit but slightly better, and ( it comes with a rare garden imp ) " Sprout says ending with a whisper. " ohhh... well then lets open it eh? " Zanark says. " Fine!... " Sprout says, while she reaches into her pouch again but instead of a green dust, she pulls out a blue colored dust.
    As soon as Sprout placed the dust, the Zephyr blossom instantly popped open, letting out a great strong wind. Zanark leaned closer to see what was inside. He looks very carefully and notices the Garden Imp sleeping in the center. " ... WAKE UP!! " Zanark screams. " Wha-? oh umm... hi im Zephyr.. " Zephyr says shyly. " Ugh.. he's the most youngest and shyest Garden Imp. " Sprout says. Each garden imp is born in a variety of fruits, you can tell which garden imp is which by the pattern or reactions of the fruit in its natural habitat. There are only so many imps, only because they either need a strong garden imp, or someone to grow a Golden Fruit. " I-I-I'm a garden imp.. " Zephyr says. " No kidding.. " Zanark says jokingly.
    After a few weeks, the news broke out of the new Garden Imp. Unlike the Golden Fruit, the actual fruit does not wither away. Rather, it folds into a a souveneir like item that allows the human to wear it the same way as the actual garden imp does. There are many different types of imps, some odd people even use they're only ' special made imps ' to engage in battles of sorts. " im... bored.... " Zephyr said as he flies around the front yard of Zanark instantly making the path behind him lush with flowers. " why is he called Zephyr? " Zanark whispers to Sprout. " Umm.. he's called Zephyr because his special talent would be wind?? ... Obviously.. " Sprout says. " Oh.. then whats yours?? " Zanark asks. " .. ugh im ovbiously a sprout tender??? " Sprout says


    End of Part 1!

    Part 2 coming soon ^.^