Narrative

The narrative for my story that follows a person’s journey through the sky, the sea, and the land; begins in a deserted land from the ground up. The person would take the shape of a balloon, which is a dead shape until you breathe life into it, which is what a person’s soul endures.

The free spirited balloon would soar high into the sky, overlooking the buildings that populate our world, it would pass through the beautiful architecture of the old world and then it would hit the populated city. With the big cities being polluted and overcrowded with noise, and people and traffic and city life and lights, the balloon finds itself drifting away from the noise and into the vastness of the clear calm blue ocean.
Suddenly, it encounters danger and trouble. The balloon is then dragged into the underwater ocean, full of color and vibrancy and life. It wanders into the depths of this kingdom where human have not destroyed yet, where underwater creatures have created their own town and rules and system of life.

It then escapes ,refreshed, and sails up to the sky, where it passes the beauty of the white clouds and keeps heading further up where it meets the stars and the moon. As it comes closer to the lightness of the moon, it gets caught in its crescent shape. Finally, it diffuses into a bright star and finds its place amongst the other balloons that have sailed and journeyed high and became symbols of achievement.

This narrative follows the creation of a person and their journey in life as they grow and explore and their transformation at the end into an everlasting shinning star.