Personal Narrative Essay: The Fire And The Water Spirits
Hundreds of millennia ago, two species were at war. They were the Fire Spirits and the Water Spirits, and despite the fact that their was no way to tell them apart by physical features, they had distinct personalities. The Fire Spirits were ruthless warriors, quick to anger and seldom forgiving. The Water spirits were almost the exact opposite: they were calm, forgiving, and preferred artistic and intellectual pursuits to war, but they were excellent fighters when they had to be. These differences were part of the spark that ignited the fire of their conflict, but the main reason for the war was a new area of the universe. This area was called Earth, and both the Fire and Water Spirits wanted to claim the vast green landscape for their own.
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"Umm...Who exactly is your father?", he asked. "He is the king of the Water Spirits." The stranger stared in shock. "I suppose that means your name is Running Brook, the princess. Well, my father is the king of the Fire Spirits. He gets angry very easily-that's why he would have disowned me if he saw that shot I took earlier today. My name is Roaring Embers, and I don't think we're supposed to be in each other's company." "Nonsense!", Running Brook cried. She kissed him on the cheek. A few years passed, and the war between the species raged on. After realizing that their romance was strong, they decided they needed to run away in order to keep it that way. Eventually, after finding a priest that would marry them, they gave birth to a baby boy. He looked exactly like his parents except for the fact that his body was not transparent like a Spirit's was. The two Spirit kings, both water and fire, had been under the assumption that their children were killed in the war. But to be sure, they asked the High Priest separately to use a spell to find out if they were still alive. When the priest told them that their children were alive, they began their search. When they discovered each other at the same neck of the woods, they began hurling insults at each other (well, one more aggressively than the
"Umm...Who exactly is your father?", he asked. "He is the king of the Water Spirits." The stranger stared in shock. "I suppose that means your name is Running Brook, the princess. Well, my father is the king of the Fire Spirits. He gets angry very easily-that's why he would have disowned me if he saw that shot I took earlier today. My name is Roaring Embers, and I don't think we're supposed to be in each other's company." "Nonsense!", Running Brook cried. She kissed him on the cheek. A few years passed, and the war between the species raged on. After realizing that their romance was strong, they decided they needed to run away in order to keep it that way. Eventually, after finding a priest that would marry them, they gave birth to a baby boy. He looked exactly like his parents except for the fact that his body was not transparent like a Spirit's was. The two Spirit kings, both water and fire, had been under the assumption that their children were killed in the war. But to be sure, they asked the High Priest separately to use a spell to find out if they were still alive. When the priest told them that their children were alive, they began their search. When they discovered each other at the same neck of the woods, they began hurling insults at each other (well, one more aggressively than the