Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
After an awfully extensive hiatus (has it really been 4 months since I finished Rise?!), I have decided to dust off the old brain, warm up my fingers, and start trying to be creative again. So, where do I begin....
Firstly, to give you a bit of an intro into what this is going to be, this story is likely to be a very different kind of story than my last one, for better or for worse. While Rise of the Evening Star was very much focused on the big players and heavy hitters of Gensokyo, Aria of Gensokyo is going to take a look at the world of Gensokyo from the other side - the bottom end of the totem pole, if you will. That doesn't mean I'm going to exclude specific characters because of some perceived power level, but they probably aren't going to feature as prominently as they did in my other story.
As for the actual plot, I'm not going to give too much away, but a little taste should be fine. Since Rise of the Evening Star neatly covered the Touhou Fanfic Cliche of "super strong baddie comes in and beats everyone always," I figured I should move on to the next one in the book: "Innocent and irrelevant person randomly finds themself in Gensokyo and has to cope." Though, as you'll see fairly quickly, I've put a bit of a twist on it, hopefully making it a little less stale
Anyways, as much as I love the opportunity to blog, I'll get on with the story. I've turned off my Writer's Insecurity, I've accepted the fact I'll never really like the beginning of a story I make, and I'm punching through my procrastination and posting my words as they are. Thanks for coming by and reading, and I hope you enjoy this adventure as much as I do!
Prologue: World of Glass
The girl opened her eyes slowly.
The view in front of her was stunning. She was standing, though on what she couldn?t tell. Everything else around her was a deep sky blue, and like the sky, large, fluffy clouds floated gently past. None came close enough that she could touch them, and there wasn?t even a breeze to push them along, but still they floated slowly past her.
The girl looked around, trying to spot any kind of landmark. Despite the fact that it was as bright as noon, the sun was nowhere to be seen. Likewise, whether she looked down or up, there was no ground anywhere in sight. It was as if she had awoken in a world that had nothing but a sky and clouds. And, of course, her.
Despite the fact that open sky stretched forward as far as she could see, she couldn?t help but feel like the world was too?small. There were no walls, there wasn?t even a floor, and yet she couldn?t shake the feeling that she was closed up in a tight space.
Slowly and carefully, since she couldn?t see what she was standing on, she inched her feet around in a circle, turning to face the other way. Once she had turned around completely, she raised her eyes away from her feet and stumbled back, startled.
While the world behind her stretched out endlessly in the form of a clear blue sky dotted with clouds, the direction she was now facing was completely different. Separated by some invisible boundary, only a few steps forward from the girl the scenery changed drastically. There was no gentle blue sky, no fluffy white clouds. Instead, an oppressive blackness stretched out seemingly forever.
There was nothing within the blackness that she could see. It was as if there was a massive cloud of black fog hanging there motionless, so she couldn?t discern anything on the other side. And though it looked somewhat scary, she understood that it wasn?t something to be afraid of. She had no idea why she thought that, but the more she looked into that infinite darkness, the calmer she felt. Yes, it was dark, and at first menacing. But it wasn?t a
bad darkness, it wasn?t
wrong. It felt completely natural to her, even more so than the blue sky she was standing in.
As she quickly calmed down after her initial shock, she noticed that she
could see something in the darkness. It was a reflection, of who she could only assume was herself, as if the only thing separating her from the inky blackness was a thin wall of glass.
Staring back at her from the glass was a young woman, looking just young enough to not quite be considered an adult yet. She had wavy blonde hair, reaching down just past her shoulders, and was wearing a rather plain looking dress over a rather plain looking shirt. She wasn?t entirely sure where the clothes came from, but it wasn?t important.
As she raised a hand to stroke her hair idly, she froze. Her right hand was definitely touching her hair, but the reflection of her hadn?t moved. Somewhat concerned, she looked more carefully at the reflection of herself, this time noticing the eyes.
The reflection?s expression was calm, impassive. The eyes, however, held something else ? a sense of depth, of profundity ? and most disconcerting of all, a sense of disapproval.
?Who?are you?? The girl spoke tentatively, unsure if she really wanted to hear the answer to the question. Truth be told, what she really wanted to do was run away, but as before, the paradoxical feeling of being trapped despite having a seemingly endless space behind her rooted her down.
The reflection folded her arms, her judgemental gaze now clearly showing in her expression. ?You know this isn?t going to work, right??
The girl paused, confused. What wasn?t going to work? Even as she thought this, she replied instinctively. ?Won?t know until we try, will we?? The sudden and almost involuntary response confused her even further.
?You?re not ready for this,? the reflection replied. ?Didn?t you think maybe there was a reason I?ve been waiting so long??
The girl took a deep breath. She didn?t really know what the conversation was about, but for some reason she was instinctively answering. ?I?m not going to put this off because of your paranoia.?
The reflection sighed, shaking her head. ?It?s not ?paranoia.? You?re not ready. You?re not finished. Just looking at that tiny fragment you?re in should be enough to prove you can?t do this yet.?
Hesitantly, she looked around. True enough, as paradoxical as it was, the endless expanse of sky behind her seemed?small. Too small. In sharp contrast, the great blackness in front of her was absolutely massive, easily ten times the size of the space she now occupied. In size alone, they were completely incomparable.
This time, however, she didn?t need to rely on an instinctive answer. This time, she had a strong conviction of how to respond. ?This space is mine. It doesn?t need to be big.?
The reflection sighed again, letting her arms drop to her sides. ?You?re completely missing the point.?
The girl smiled. ?That?s okay. I?ll have plenty of time to figure it out.?
The reflection?s expression twitched. Emotions crossed her face too quickly for the girl to make them out. Her expression soon settled on one of concern. ?You?re making a big mistake.? Her voice was little more than a whisper as she spoke, and the girl was taken aback by the sudden change in attitude.
?I appreciate your concern,? she replied after a long pause, ?but it isn?t necessary. I can take care of myself just fine.?
The reflection pinched the bridge of her nose, making a vexed expression. ?The reason we?re having this conversation is because you
can?t!?
The girl bore a defiant smile. ?Just watch me.?
The reflection groaned and hung her head, leaning against the wall of glass that separated the two of them. After a few moments, she looked up at the girl again, her expression of concern replaced with something closer to fear.
?You realize it?s not just you, right??
?If you?re afraid of something happening to you because of me, why don?t you just stop me yourself?? the girl replied, half for the sake of being confrontational and half because she was actually curious why the reflection would argue so vehemently, yet not raise a hand to stop her.
?That?s not what I meant,? the reflection spoke with a frustrated tinge to her voice. ?It won?t end with just you, or just the two of us getting hurt. Not even the two of us dying. Everyone around you?and I mean
everyone, will be in danger.?
A long pause followed as the girl mulled over the reflection?s words. ?I?ll be careful,? the girl said finally, her voice barely more than a whisper.
The reflection groaned again. ?Why won?t you just listen to me? Even if you don?t care about anyone else, you should at least care about yourself!?
The girl stood quietly, her previous confidence gone. She knew instinctively that she would be a danger to everyone around her, that she had no right to put strangers through that. That everything the girl in the reflection had said was true. But even so?
??I can?t stay here. If I stay in this tiny, cramped up space any longer, I feel like I?ll suffocate. I need to get out. That?s all.? The girl still spoke in barely more than a whisper, but her voice was brimming with emotion. The reflection?s face was once again overtaken by a storm of emotion, before finally settling on resignation.
?Fine. Do what you want. It?s not like I can stop you anyways.? The reflection turned and made to walk away, but she stopped at the last second. Looking over her shoulder, the girl could see little more than her eyes as she spoke. ?Just don?t come running to me when everything falls through.?
With that, the girl in the reflection stepped into the darkness and vanished.
The girl stood, now alone, staring into the darkness beyond the glass wall. Her heart was overflowing with emotions she didn?t recognize, feelings that weren?t her own. She didn?t understand where they came from, or why they were coming to her, but the longer she thought about them, the more natural they felt for her.
This tiny, cramped up space was like torture. No matter how large it looked, it still felt chokingly small, and the longer she spent here the more claustrophobic she became. She needed to get out of this place, no matter what.
?no matter what?
She knew leaving this place would put others in danger. And she definitely didn?t want to do that. But as she stood frozen with indecision, her growing claustrophobia began to eat at her. She was going to go crazy if she had to stay here any longer.
The girl shook her head violently and slapped her cheeks before spinning on her heel. She didn?t want to put anyone in danger, but she couldn?t stay here. So there was only one option. She would just have to resolve herself to take responsibility for whatever happened because of her.
Because even taking her own life would be better than staying here for even a second longer.
The girl resolutely stepped forwards, away from the wall of glass separating her from the darkness, and that false reflection. After two steps, the world around her began to brighten and glow. Without shutting her eyes, without even squinting, she held her gaze straight forward as the world around her was dissolved into a blinding light.
----------------------
As the girl vanished into the light, a pair of eyes watched her go, concealed within the darkness.
She had no form, no name, and barely even a sense of self, so the best she could manage to do was to manifest as a reflection of someone else. Even so, she struggled to warn the girl across the glass, fought with everything she had to protect her from the real world. But it had been all for naught. She hadn?t been able to convince her, so the girl left, to a place where even the girl in the reflection couldn?t help her.
She felt like she had given up too soon. And in a way, she wished she could do the same. To be free of this internal prison, to drink in the sights of the real world. But in the same way it was dangerous for the girl on the other side of the glass to go out, so it was for her. Perhaps it was her desire to leave that gave birth to that tiny pocket of light, allowing that girl to be born.
But even if deep down that was what she really wanted, she knew she couldn?t. She wasn?t ready. She was incomplete. True, she might be able to survive in the real world for a few days, maybe even a year or more. But it wouldn?t last forever, and when it ended, it would be catastrophic.
The girl in the reflection sighed in frustration. She
had tried to stop her, but to no avail. And if she was honest, she could only benefit from something bad happening to that girl. If that girl disappeared, she could get rid of that damned light.
But even so, she couldn?t just leave her to die. There wasn?t much that she could do, but that didn?t mean there was
nothing she could do.
Ever so slightly, the girl in the reflection pulled back the darkness ? imperceptibly at first, but eventually it retreated by a few inches. As she did so, the glass wall trembled slightly, pushed towards her to greedily claim the space she had receded from for the other girl almost instantly. It wasn?t much, but every bit of space, every bit of power she could lend her would stave off her end. Maybe that would be enough to save her from herself.
She wondered briefly if the girl could even tell that her space, that her power had grown. Probably not. It wasn?t like she had given her much of significance. Just a few inches. Not even enough room for a person to stand in. But it was all she could do. All she could
bear to do. Now she just had to hope that the girl could handle herself out in the real world.
And, maybe more importantly, that the people she ended up living near could handle her.
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy it made her feel. But really, there wasn?t much she could do. She wasn?t even real yet. It wasn?t her place to interfere, to judge her. The girl was much braver than her, after all. She was willing to take that step, to be born. As much as she knew better, she couldn?t help but feel like she didn?t have the right to tell her what to do when she couldn?t even match her resolve to leave this place.
So all that was left for her to do was to wait. Watch and wait, and pray. Pray that the girl would live long enough that she could go out and save her. Or that someone out there could do it, in the event she didn?t make it in time.
Watch and wait.