Rainbow Ballerina Novels & Stories

Elena frowned at the sheer amount, but I caught the flicker of admiration in her eyes. "Oh! My goodness, is that the ballerina?" An elderly woman cried as I opened the back door for Elena. "That’s the ballerina from the magazine!" Three older women with arms loaded with shopping bags gawked at her, and Elena turned red as a tomato. "Yes! She’s the Prima Ballerina of New York," another confirmed. They scuttled toward her, excitement spilling from them. Elena’s face was quickly obscured by a mask, and I couldn’t read her expressions anymore but I could feel the tension in the air. Their excitement drew a small crowd who watched in awe.

Entering the Hall for the Grand Ball, I’m once more amazed by the room’s transformation. This time, golden chandeliers dip down from the high ceiling. Shimmering chains of crystal and glass weave around them, connecting them to each other with delicate grace. When the light passes through the crystals, it sends prism rainbows dancing around the room. It’s beautiful and feels a bit like walking through a dream. At least until I notice all the people looking at me. Then it feels like a nightmare.

There is an evil irony in my heart, wait for something to happen, and watch your mood to play. After a while, the waiter came with the same cocktail and placed it in front of Lina and Mina. "This lovely lady, how does it taste?" "It's beautiful!" Lina looks at the colorful cocktails, they don't look dirty because of the mixed colors, they blend together and are independent. Lina couldn't help but exclaim, this man's skills are quite good, but his temper is not good. The bartender introduced, "This glass is called Rainbow, and it's especially relevant for you now."

I said. Paperwork piled up on my desk seemed to go down as the hours passed; I headed home and then changed to get ready for the ball. I wore an off-the-shoulder red dress. Gorgeous was the perfect word to describe it. Maybe not that suitable for a ball but if you have boobs and an ass why not show ‘em. I made my way into the hall venue. There were people everywhere and I saw the usual associate that would often accompany me with talks during these balls. Both Adelina and Seraphina were here and at the bar.

Her eyes widened in awe. The first rays of the sun are falling on the land, slowly illuminating the dark sky. As they float along the river, several balls of tiny blue lights emerge from the grounds. The little balls mode in random motion, colluding against each other but floating merrily in the air. Everywhere Roseanne looks, the balls follow her gaze. They are playful and with minds of their own. One of them comes close to her as if to study the blonde haired maiden out of curiosity. Roseanne gasps.

The grand ball, still days away, already feels like a promise fulfilled, a testament to the enduring power of unity and celebration. Amidst this wondrous assembly, a figure emerges from the edge of the gathering, her presence commanding attention like the siren call of the sea. The Siren, her hair flowing like cascading waves of midnight, wears a gown woven from the iridescent scales of deep-sea creatures. Her eyes, the color of the ocean depths, hold a depth of mystery that seems to pull at the very soul. As I approach her, a sense of both awe and caution washes over me. The Siren's song is known to be both enchanting and perilous, a melody that can lure sailors to their fate. Yet, in this

Caleb raised his arms, “That’s enough from me! Please enjoy the Ball and the entertainment we have selected for you!” Instantly, brilliant white lights descended from the ceiling, gently swimming through the air. Even though I had been a part of the planning process, I still watched the whole thing in awe. The light show landed on the running fountain in the middle of the room, turning the water a dazzling array of colors. I laughed with excitement as the droplets of water sparkled, turning everything around us into vibrant shades of the rainbow. After a few moments the light faded, and the musicians circled around the fountain began playing a beautiful piece.

Jenna smiled and looked around the room Small balls of glass hung by the window and now rainbows filled this room with their reflections. Jenna smiled as she looked at the rainbows and Abigail smiled, “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Jenna nodded. The rainbow reflections were incredibly pretty, and she loved them. Abigail walked to the closet and pulled out a gown. It wasn’t ball fancy, but it was elegant. She smiled, “Please wear this today.”

Where did that come from? “Hey Alex, you okay over there?” “What? Oh yea, I’m good. So, Annie, have you thought about what color you want your dress to be?” “Of course, I want to find something ruby red and long with a mermaid tail style train. But not too long, I don’t want it to get trampled by everyone else walking around. What about you?” “I’m not sure yet, maybe something blue since it is the Blue Moon Ball after all, with maybe some sparkle but it's got to be strapless.”

“Turquoise? Well, that is a very pretty color and one that wasn’t on the rainbow I made earlier, so you being selfless and letting the others pick first has worked for you.” I pull another ball of light into my hand, then sprinkle the turquoise color into it before handing it to her. “Oooh, Daphne, it’s beautiful,” the other sprites say. “Thank you, Lady Maeve!” Daphne says and rushes to me hugging me. “You’re very welcome, Daphne. Have a great day.” “We will.” “Thank you.” “Goodbye.” “You’re incredible, do you know that?” Xander says, coming up behind me.