An original story on fantasy, written by our student Harshvardhan Singh Shekhawat.

Harshvardhan is 13 years old young writer from New Delhi. He is enthusiastic about sports, and music. We are proud to have him as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Applied Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Harshvardhan for this exemplary true self-expression.

Amara The Elemental

Once upon a time, in the enchanting land of Bharat, nestled between the mighty Himalayas and the waters of the Indian Ocean, there existed a mystical realm called Vrindavan. This lush green paradise was blessed with vibrant wildlife, waterfalls, and forests that whispered ancient secrets. The air was filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers, and the songs of exotic birds filled the ears of those who were kind at heart.

In the heart of Vrindavan, there lived a young girl named Amara. She possessed a special gift, the ability to connect with the elements of nature. Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled like the emerald-green meadows, and her sun-kissed skin reflected the warmth of the land. Amara’s journey began one fateful morning when she discovered a mysterious golden key hidden beneath a sacred banyan tree.

Driven by curiosity, Amara embarked on a quest to unravel the secrets of the golden key. With each step she took, the earth beneath her feet whispered ancient hymns, resonating with her soul. The rhythmic chirping of crickets guided her through dense forests, while the soft rustling of leaves urged her forward. Her senses danced with delight as she soaked in the symphony of nature that surrounded her.

Amara ventured deeper into the heart of the forest, where a mystical river flowed, its waters shimmering like it was out of a story. The gentle breeze carried the scent of sandalwood, mingled with the fragrant petals of jasmine, captivating her senses. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, and allowed the scents to transport her to a realm of peace.

As Amara followed the river’s melody, she stumbled upon a hidden cave adorned with intricate carvings. Ancient tales were etched into the walls, telling stories of forgotten kingdoms and mythical creatures. The cool, damp air inside the cave embraced her, heightening her sense of adventure. The touch of the ancient stone against her fingertips spoke of forgotten tales and whispered secrets of the past.

Deep within the heart of the cave, Amara discovered a hidden chamber. Bathed in ethereal light, a majestic phoenix feather rested atop a gleaming pedestal. Its vibrant hues shimmered with each movement, captivating her gaze. As Amara gently caressed the feather, an overwhelming warmth enveloped her, and she felt an indescribable connection to the spirit of the phoenix.

Suddenly, a melodious voice resonated through the chamber, accompanied by a chorus of wind chimes. “You have unlocked the power of the elements, dear Amara,” the voice whispered. “With your connection to the earth, the air, the water, and the fire within, you are destined to protect this realm and restore harmony to the land.” Amara had finally found purpose. She was excited but scared for what was to come before her. She knew that the challenges she would now face were far too dangerous but knew she had to do it. From then onwards Amara swore to protect the lands for years to come and restored harmony within the universe.

One day while Amara was walking in the forest she saw a golden deer. The deer looked towards Amara. Amazed by its beauty, Amara slowly began to approach. Whilst she had approached the deer, it soon became clear that the deer was hurt on its leg. Amara thought of this as a quest and went on a mission to find the deer’s medicine. It took Amara all day to find the medicine from the ancient trees of Vrindavan. When the deer was healed it came back to its original form as the phoenix. The phoenix told Amara that this was a test to see if the phoenix had picked someone worthy. Amara was glad she passed and went on her merry toward the city to save people. That was when she realized this was her purpose. She was always meant to save people, and she was born to do so.

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