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
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
“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