Aria in Elysium

Emiko Brisa

Yesterday, my sister and I traded beds-just for the night.

While she can sleep in firm and soft beds, I can only sleep in soft ones, or medium firm ones with nice fluffy pillows. I'm a delicate flowers. Anyways, her bed was SO hard! I couldn't sleep at all....so I stared out at the moon for *counts* 4.5 hours....until I was so tired that I just...slumped backwards and fell asleep.

So, minutes before I pass out I hear this voice...that sounds like...both night sounds and the children playing. And its laughing by my hear, and singing in this made up language-almost a childs language. And I try to pinpoint it. As I'm falling asleep, I see this image. A child...very beautiful child. Skin pale-almost giving off a light blue glow, with pink/purple in her cheeks. Scales all over her body...but she wasn't a mermaid... Small, weird wings on her back made of bubbles and glass. Hair boyish, close to her head, curled and spiked, and blonde/white. She wore trousers and a vest of silver and teal leaves,and her eyes....wow....such a neon green with some gold tossed in.

Well....its then I realized that this was imagination personified. Yes. Weeks ago I made 4 muses. Each one to represent a different thing. The one I saw, her name is Emiko Brisa. My pure and childish imagination--my ability to paint with words. That is her. She is incharge of my daydreams, and I love her very Much.

Later on, I will discuss my other muses....