Secret of Light

The Rainbow Valley was an ancient secret from the modern world, a place that was never known to exist. Its hills stood in eternal pride, kissing the rainbow sky. A triumphant stream flowed through it like a messenger, shining under the bright rainbow lights. Truce and Céleste were now in a different world in a different time and space. They reached its gates, and as expected, it was barely inhabited. They could feel the presence of magic in its air and familiarly unfamiliar sensations crawling through their spine. A slightly built old lady approached them. She had a fair complexion and long white hair that flowed along with the wind.

"Who are you, dears?" asked the old lady

"I am Truce and she is Céleste. We are here for Master Wei Fi."

"Wei Fi? Why have you come to meet that arrogant old man?" said she with an expression of apathy and annoyance, "Follow me. I'll take you to his cottage. By the way, you can call me Aunt Blossom. Come to me for anything."

"Aunt? But you look like a grand—"

"Okay, Aunt Blossom," replied Céleste, interrupting Truce. She then whispered to him, "Never call an old woman old. You will offend her."

He nodded. They then followed her across the valley. After a 10 minutes walk, they saw an old cottage. It was antique brown and small. It's old walls with its ancient history stood tall like a majestic oak tree.

"Here you are! Wei Fi is inside. He is probably doing his old man thing."

"Stay here. I'll be right back, Céleste," said Truce, then entered the cottage. A man with a white beard was meditating inside.

"Welcome, Truce. Have a seat," said he.

"Thank you, master." he continued, "I am here for the sacred Hidden Lights."

"I know. It is time you take your rightful place," said he. He stood up and looked at the Rainbow Sky through the right window and continued, "Each colour of the rainbow has its own significance. They symbolise different aspects of life. The colour red is the life force, strength, and vitality. Orange is passionate, joyful, and the colour of creativity. The power of yellow shines bright like the uncovered sun and illuminates your sense of self. Green indicates nature, cure, and support. Similarly, blue is blissful, free, and true like the unclouded sky of pure existence and still water of calmness. The colour of night, Indigo correlates us to space and time, signifying spiritual revival. Violet shows purification and mystery, bringing the polarities of the universe together. When all of them are balanced, they create light that swallows darkness. Likewise, when you find balance in yourself, you will find the sacred Hidden Lights. It will show you the path to your destiny but, you will decide the journey. The art of balancing yourself comes from patience, courage, hard work, and assertiveness."

"I understand, master. Please teach me this art of self-balancing."

"Very well. I will teach you. But you must understand the reason for your existence, your responsibility towards the world and its people. You are the line between order and chaos, blessing and unfortune. That is why you are named Truce. You are peace, peace between good and evil. You are a monster to many but, some revere you as the God. With your power, you can become doom itself. But with your wisdom, you can restore stability to the world. You must learn to love nature as well as all of its creations, for you are its Protector. You have got a long way ahead. Have a good rest tonight. We shall begin your lessons tomorrow morning."