Lily Monologue
A World Without Color
Silhouetted against the darkening forest, she twirled and danced with the birds, letting all emotion escape her as she pirouetted along the edge of the river. The water raged along the rocky banks, setting a beat for her steps as her bouncy curls brushed her shoulders again and again. A stunning white bird glistened in the sun, chirping a song as it hopped onto an Evergreen tree. The bird reminded her of her mother; sweet and optimistic. Lily halted to a stop when she caught her father, Caden, watching her, grief and pity filling his eyes. His hair color mimicked hers; dark brown. All he wanted was to make his daughter happy after the incident, but when she wasn’t dancing, he could see the pain in her eyes. How could …show more content…
he ever satisfy his daughter now that Cammomile was gone? “Lily,” he started desperately. But she had already disappeared into the night. The wind passed through her hair as she sprinted.
Faster and faster, farther and farther, until she found it. She slowed to a stop, now only walking towards the tree. The bright peaches sparkled in the moonlight as she sat down onto the soft ground beneath the tree. The lake in front of her rolled and crashed with the force of the moon. Lily bit into the warm fruit, the sweet juice trickling down her throat. She could feel her mother there, as always, reminding her to give her father a chance. But without her mother there on earth by her side, nothing would ever be the same. The world just became so bland. Lily began to cry, sorrow filling her …show more content…
heart.
About an hour later, she heard footsteps seeping into the dirt behind her. “Lily, please,” he started, “I will do anything to make you happy. You know that. What can I do?”
“I don’t know,” she answered plainly, her voice suddenly stiff.
“How about we go home and get you to bed, you could use a good night's sleep.”
“Okay.” she answered, this time her voice a little softer.
The next morning Lily strided out of the cottage to collect those mouthwatering peaches for her and her father’s breakfast. When she reached the peach tree grove she stopped in her steps. Someone else was there. Two people. Or rather, two kids. There was something about them that she couldn’t quite comprehend. Something, different. They were bright and peppy, and stood out in her world; she knew they definitely didn’t belong. “Hi!” the little girl said in Lily’s direction. “Its called color.” the boy said when he saw the mesmerization crossing her face. “Color,” she said trying the word out for the first time, “It's gorgeous.” Lily had only gotten a small glimpse of the color before the glowing children were swept up into the heavens by their parents, Zeus and Hera.
“Don’t you feel bad for the humans, Hera? They have to suffer enough already, yet you refuse to give them color.”
“Why do you pity the humans?” Hera asked, becoming angry.
“We have so much, and they have so little. Don’t you think they deserve more?” Zeus answered. The couple argued on and on while Lily skipped home in amazement and jealousy.
“Why would the Gods keep it from us?” Lily complained after she had told her father of her adventure.
Caden didn’t answer, just shook his head in disbelief.
“Why can’t our world have color?” she went on, knowing she still wouldn’t get an answer.
“That's it!” her father said out of nowhere, surprising her. He had the most perfect plan. He was going to beg and pled with the Gods until he got the color his daughter desired. That would make Lily happy, wouldn’t it?
Caden had hatched his plan, and when Lily was dancing outside on her own he crept out of the house and hiked up to the tip of the mountain. He was proud of himself for sneaking out so surreptitiously. He made offerings to Hera and Zeus, the king and queen of all the Gods. He spent hours there, still not receiving any answers. But he didn’t know that the couple was already discussing the matter.
“Zeus, listen. Why should we share our color with the humans? They don’t work hard at all, they just come to us and beg for help. They’re weaklings who can’t handle things on their own” Hera argued.
“ENOUGH!” Zeus shouted, his voice loud and thundering. “We will discuss this in the morning.
Hera rolled her eyes in disapproval, knowing exactly what she would do instead. Caden started to head home after spending another three hours at the peak, but stopped in his tracks when he heard Hera’s soft voice behind him. “I know a way,” she started, “to get you color.” His eyes widened at the Goddesses words. “But I need a small favor,” she said, her voice as smooth as silk. “I will do anything to get color for my daughter,” he said a little overdetermined. “How about I make you a deal,” she said mysteriously, “I will make you even more beautiful than you are now, turn you immortal, and give the human world color.” Caden knew there was more, so he sat quietly as Hera continued.
“However, this is only on one condition,” Caden leaned forward in anticipation, “you have to stay in the heavens with me forever.” The desperate father quickly agreed to the deal, not thinking about the consequences to come. Hera didn’t waste her time letting the father ponder his poor decision. With a whip of her hand Caden’s tall, slender body shrunk and widened until he had taken the life form of another creature. His neck had become small and bright blue, and his body had taken the shape of an oval. His mouth became a hard beak of a bird, and when he tried to speak, only a squeak came out. He waddled around a bit until he had figured it out. Hera had turned him into a peacock. He should've known! Peakcocks were special to Hera, and now he would never be able to return to his precious daughter. By then a cage had been secured around him, trapping him from ever being able to escape. He grieved for his insolence, and for his beautiful daughter, who now had no one to look after
her.
Meanwhile, Hera had kept her promise to fill the human world with color. Lily had fallen asleep, tired from dancing. When she awoke she was astonished. The color she had seen on the little boy and girl was now everywhere. Her white shirt was now a light pink, her jeans that had started as black had changed to a dark, denim blue. Her room was transformed with all the color she had never known.
“Father!” she exclaimed as she ran through the house searching for him. “Father?” she said, this time a little more concerned. Lily ran outside in search of her father, bursting through the closed doors. But he was gone and the only sign Hera showed to prove he was still alive was the rainbow of seven colors that appeared after every time it rained.
Silhouetted against the darkening forest, she twirled and danced with the birds, letting all emotion escape her as she pirouetted along the edge of the river. The water raged along the rocky banks, setting a beat for her steps as her bouncy curls brushed her shoulders again and again. A stunning white bird glistened in the sun, chirping a song as it hopped onto an Evergreen tree. The bird reminded her of her mother; sweet and optimistic. Lily halted to a stop when she caught her father, Caden, watching her, grief and pity filling his eyes. His hair color mimicked hers; dark brown. All he wanted was to make his daughter happy after the incident, but when she wasn’t dancing, he could see the pain in her eyes. How could …show more content…
he ever satisfy his daughter now that Cammomile was gone? “Lily,” he started desperately. But she had already disappeared into the night. The wind passed through her hair as she sprinted.
Faster and faster, farther and farther, until she found it. She slowed to a stop, now only walking towards the tree. The bright peaches sparkled in the moonlight as she sat down onto the soft ground beneath the tree. The lake in front of her rolled and crashed with the force of the moon. Lily bit into the warm fruit, the sweet juice trickling down her throat. She could feel her mother there, as always, reminding her to give her father a chance. But without her mother there on earth by her side, nothing would ever be the same. The world just became so bland. Lily began to cry, sorrow filling her …show more content…
heart.
About an hour later, she heard footsteps seeping into the dirt behind her. “Lily, please,” he started, “I will do anything to make you happy. You know that. What can I do?”
“I don’t know,” she answered plainly, her voice suddenly stiff.
“How about we go home and get you to bed, you could use a good night's sleep.”
“Okay.” she answered, this time her voice a little softer.
The next morning Lily strided out of the cottage to collect those mouthwatering peaches for her and her father’s breakfast. When she reached the peach tree grove she stopped in her steps. Someone else was there. Two people. Or rather, two kids. There was something about them that she couldn’t quite comprehend. Something, different. They were bright and peppy, and stood out in her world; she knew they definitely didn’t belong. “Hi!” the little girl said in Lily’s direction. “Its called color.” the boy said when he saw the mesmerization crossing her face. “Color,” she said trying the word out for the first time, “It's gorgeous.” Lily had only gotten a small glimpse of the color before the glowing children were swept up into the heavens by their parents, Zeus and Hera.
“Don’t you feel bad for the humans, Hera? They have to suffer enough already, yet you refuse to give them color.”
“Why do you pity the humans?” Hera asked, becoming angry.
“We have so much, and they have so little. Don’t you think they deserve more?” Zeus answered. The couple argued on and on while Lily skipped home in amazement and jealousy.
“Why would the Gods keep it from us?” Lily complained after she had told her father of her adventure.
Caden didn’t answer, just shook his head in disbelief.
“Why can’t our world have color?” she went on, knowing she still wouldn’t get an answer.
“That's it!” her father said out of nowhere, surprising her. He had the most perfect plan. He was going to beg and pled with the Gods until he got the color his daughter desired. That would make Lily happy, wouldn’t it?
Caden had hatched his plan, and when Lily was dancing outside on her own he crept out of the house and hiked up to the tip of the mountain. He was proud of himself for sneaking out so surreptitiously. He made offerings to Hera and Zeus, the king and queen of all the Gods. He spent hours there, still not receiving any answers. But he didn’t know that the couple was already discussing the matter.
“Zeus, listen. Why should we share our color with the humans? They don’t work hard at all, they just come to us and beg for help. They’re weaklings who can’t handle things on their own” Hera argued.
“ENOUGH!” Zeus shouted, his voice loud and thundering. “We will discuss this in the morning.
Hera rolled her eyes in disapproval, knowing exactly what she would do instead. Caden started to head home after spending another three hours at the peak, but stopped in his tracks when he heard Hera’s soft voice behind him. “I know a way,” she started, “to get you color.” His eyes widened at the Goddesses words. “But I need a small favor,” she said, her voice as smooth as silk. “I will do anything to get color for my daughter,” he said a little overdetermined. “How about I make you a deal,” she said mysteriously, “I will make you even more beautiful than you are now, turn you immortal, and give the human world color.” Caden knew there was more, so he sat quietly as Hera continued.
“However, this is only on one condition,” Caden leaned forward in anticipation, “you have to stay in the heavens with me forever.” The desperate father quickly agreed to the deal, not thinking about the consequences to come. Hera didn’t waste her time letting the father ponder his poor decision. With a whip of her hand Caden’s tall, slender body shrunk and widened until he had taken the life form of another creature. His neck had become small and bright blue, and his body had taken the shape of an oval. His mouth became a hard beak of a bird, and when he tried to speak, only a squeak came out. He waddled around a bit until he had figured it out. Hera had turned him into a peacock. He should've known! Peakcocks were special to Hera, and now he would never be able to return to his precious daughter. By then a cage had been secured around him, trapping him from ever being able to escape. He grieved for his insolence, and for his beautiful daughter, who now had no one to look after
her.
Meanwhile, Hera had kept her promise to fill the human world with color. Lily had fallen asleep, tired from dancing. When she awoke she was astonished. The color she had seen on the little boy and girl was now everywhere. Her white shirt was now a light pink, her jeans that had started as black had changed to a dark, denim blue. Her room was transformed with all the color she had never known.
“Father!” she exclaimed as she ran through the house searching for him. “Father?” she said, this time a little more concerned. Lily ran outside in search of her father, bursting through the closed doors. But he was gone and the only sign Hera showed to prove he was still alive was the rainbow of seven colors that appeared after every time it rained.