A Light of Color
By: Deniz Altintas
A Light of Color
"You huntresses do nothing but run around in a forest your whole life, showing your respect for nature by killing animals. You guys can't even keep up with the forest, even after all the running!"
The huntresses had been tormented by Iris, the goddess, for days now, and had enough of her impolite, insulting, and intrusiveness, especially Dianthe.
Dianthe spat, "Look, Iris! You tell us we're all just incapable, yet we never hear anything about yourself. If we can't even keep up with a forest, why don't I see you try and keep up with me in a race inside of the forest? Whoever makes it the "Big Old Oak Tree" first wins!"
Now Dianthe was fast, intelligent, and clever, knowing all of the forest's routes. Meanwhile, Iris didn't know the directions inside of the forest, and she wasn't much of the agile type, either. But after the days she spent making fun of the huntresses, she couldn't show her doubt. So she smiled, showing she was up for the challenge.
A Light of Color
And lost, Iris stayed for weeks, hungry and thirsty, knowing that she was only getting weaker as the days passed. The forest was dark and petrifying, and with the cold feeling in the air, everything felt wrong. She regretted her choice of accepting the race, knowing she wouldn't have had to have made that choice if she would have been kinder to the huntresses. Her noises out-ruling all others, she sobbed, causing Zeus to look down from Olympus. Seeing she had been through enough struggle, he decided to help.
A Light of Color
A Light of Color
Once her work of art had been finished, she looked at it and did something she had not done in awhile; she smiled. Her heart filled with pride, for she never had much skill in anything. "I shall name this creation a rainbow!" She exclaimed with glee.
Stepping onto the paint, she walked onto the colorful path, the breeze lifting her hair with the wind, the chirping of birds singing a tune off in the distance along with the fresh aroma filling the air. In her head, words from another came; "You are the goddess of your own creation, the rainbow. You now have your skill, and it has taught you well." Iris recognized it as Zeus, and smiled even brighter. She was Iris, the Rainbow Goddess!