Hello. Welcome to Ember. This project started out as a simple idea for a gift, and has become so much more than that. This nine-part story is dedicated to my favorite musical artist in the world: Kubbi.
On February 5th, 2015, he released the album Ember. This story is a response to that very soundtrack. Each part of this story correlates with a song from Ember, and is correspondingly named. Ember is an adventure that I hope you will enjoy. Thanks so much to Kubbi for releasing this amazing and inspiring creation. If you enjoy what you hear, please go give your support to him.
I’d also like to thank Emily Pineau of Nilly Writes for reviewing and helping me edit and being very supportive throughout the process of writing this.
The story corresponds with the soundtrack. I highly encourage listening while you read. The line breaks indicate the pace you should read with the music. Longer groups of words should be read with more energy and speed. You will get a natural feel for it as you listen (although don’t obsess over it, this isn’t necessary to understand the story itself).
This is part six of nine to a progressive story, which will be updated once a week. If you wish to see all of Ember so far, it can be found here. If you wish to see the individual posts, they’re listed below:
Part One – Pathfinder
Part Two – Ember
Part Three – Firelight
Part Four – Cascade
Part Five – Compass
The ascension brings us to Ember, Part Six: Overworld.
Thankful for your support, as I’ll always be! ~<3~
Day is breaking,
Beneath the evergreen,
Pyra stares up at the sky.
The trees waved free, in open air,
The air is warm, birds fly high.
Was she back in her forest?
That’s what it began to seem.
Where was Zeina? Was he okay?
Was it all just a dream?
Pyra sees her leg, sees it cut,
She is still exhausted.
Trying to stand again,
Nearly keeps her balance, but lost it.
Right before she falls again,
Zeina jumps out to catch her.
He hurts his arms, but doesn’t mind,
Faces blushed, they look at each other.
“Hey,” he says, “You okay?
Did you sleep alright? I’m sorry.”
Pyra, still in shock, stutters away,
“You’re here– don’t worry– where are we?”
“We left the labyrinth. You held me.
We came here… you were crying.
I stayed with you so you could rest,
And you fell asleep where you were lying.”
“How long was I asleep?” she asks.
“Awhile, half a day, or more.”
You seemed really exhausted and all…
The cuts too, and you must feel sore.”
She’s concerned by it, and he sees.
“Don’t worry, you needed it.
“I’ve been enjoying this vast forest.”
He was being honest, she could see it.
Pyra waits for him to say more,
But he is silent, waiting for her lead.
“Well, then where do we go now, Zeina?
What is it that we need?”
“I’m not sure,” he said, “This is new.”
I’ve never seen such a forest.”
She hadn’t either, but that made it better.
“Alright, then let’s explore it.”
She rises to her feet again,
This time keeps herself stable.
She walks slowly at first,
As much as she is able.
She leads them through the forest,
And now, she knows they’re somewhere unique.
With trees and animals of variety,
What destination does she seek?
Down another winding road,
Following the wind, as she always does.
Zeina follows her, closely behind.
She wanted to trust him, because…
He never once made fun of her for this.
He was willing to follow her all the way.
He, like her, enjoyed the beauty, too.
She began to wonder if he would stay.
Zeina would love to paint these hills.
He’d love to draw the birds in the sky.
Pyra admired him, hoped he knew now
That it was really worth it to try.
She, herself, knew just as well
The feeling of wanting someone to trust in.
She wanted to open up to him, she really did,
But she was scared to be hurt again.
The minutes passed, but at last,
An opening was coming.
Pyra exploring, Zeina dreaming,
An experience that they were both loving.
Pyra runs for the open sky,
Zeina tries to tell her to stop.
“Wait, Pyra, hold on, you’ll fall!”
She halts, a second away from the drop.
Fjords and mountains, organic feeling,
Water lakes, trees scrape the sky.
They gazed across the miles of beauty,
Here, atop this cliff, so high,
“Oh my gosh,” she says,
As Zeina catches up with her.
“This is… wow,” he says,
“Unearthly, a sight like no other.”
And in the distance, Pyra spotted
Something else standing out:
A giant, towering, rock formation.
“I think we should check that out.”
“Oh wow,” he says, “That’s really tall.
Most definitely not natural.”
“Yeah,” she says, “So let’s go!”
And they begin to descend the steep hill.
They carefully climb down,
And watch the wind flow through the trees,
It makes her feel so happy,
This was her home, she follows the breeze.
Zeina, afraid of heights,
Tries to focus on the beauty,
He finds himself looking down at her,
She fits in with this all, he could see.
The euphoric landscape
Seemed to converge at this tower,
She wondered if it meant something,
Or held The Compass’s power.
“Zeina!” she calls out,
“You okay with this? I know it’s pretty high.”
Zeina, silent for a minute, then says,
“Well… it scares me, I won’t lie.”
“But I want to follow you Pyra!
So please, don’t hesitate to continue.”
This honestly made her smile,
She felt he was honest, he was true.
It wasn’t so clear now
What she wanted anymore–
She’d wanted to be alone,
But now with Zeina, she wasn’t sure.
Here they were
Now on the surface,
From the labyrinth to the overworld,
They give each other purpose.
Now she has to find
Something that she has lost,
Something vital to them both:
Her ability to trust.
Reaching the bottom,
They see the tower’s domination.
They both were wondering
If it was their final destination.