4th March, 2014

The World of D

Name :	STELLA ANNE TEOH MING HUI
Class :	K3C
School Num. :	12231
Title :	THE WORLD OF D
Type of Writing :	Creative Writing
Mentor Teacher :	Ms Mabel Lim

The World of D

Each and every year, the entire Planestos aligns, allowing for inter-planestos transportation. Planestos, are collection of galactic Enterprises, which are usually run by the Tribsats, high-ranking officials of any origin. This is my world of Dasoro, where space is the final frontier that has finally overcome.

I never thought my make-believe worlds would come to meet me in reality, even less the thought that I would meet my creations in school. It was a most windy morning, the unusual chilly winds blowing right through me like they would and old woman.

And yet, funnily enough the cold did not serve to numb my senses in fact it warmed me. It warmed me to think that Dasoro’s climate was nothing like the wonders of Earth. And that’s when I saw her, Superior General Sashuk of the 8^th regiment of InterPlanestos Police or I.P.P. She had a long lean figure, and was striding towards my class, baffled I rubbed my eyes expecting to see my heroine from Dasoro disappear. She did not. Rather, behind her came the steady march of the infantry of her regiment. As she reached my class, a sharp rap resounded through my class.

“I wish to acquaint myself with Estelle Monre, if it is permissible by you.” Her voice was all I had described her as, crystal clear, with a sort of tinkle after each word; listening to her I felt this was no dream. And even if it was, I would not want to wake up too soon, after all when does anyone get to meet the very heroine they created in their bedroom?

Walking in step with her my 5 foot 8 figure felt comparatively tiny against Sashuk’s 6 foot 5 figure. As the rows of infantry parted, I saw something that made me squeal in delight. It was my latest addition to the world of Dasoro, the Delta 3 ATO or the All Terrain Omnisphere that could be shrunk for easy transportation. With its gleaming silver blue body, the 10 foot wide sphere glowed bright as she placed her hand on it. Signalling for me to do the same I hesitantly yet firmly pressed my palm onto the sphere.

A blinding flash of white, and then seats like swirling water, and yet they firm to touch. Sitting on it I spun round and round and skipped gaily towards the dashboard. Running my fingers along it I felt delighted when the machine whirred to life and responded exactly as I wished it to.

A dry cough filled the room. “I regret to bring you out of your delight, Miss but Dasoro is in great need of your help. You see, when you created us, you also created our enemies the Dansus but you failed to describe them or talk about their progress or regression in all of the stories. And now, they are a wiped out race, and yet at the same time they flourish. One day they are close to complete extinction and the next they are taking over towns and burning cities. We need your help to restore them to the world of D they must not be allowed to have this immunity.

Looking sheepishly at Sashuk, I noticed behind her the holograms of all the other regiment leaders all the way up to the 12^th Regiment led by General Carnus. Sitting down, I said in the clearest voice I could muster, “Of course, I would love to help, but how can I restrain them to World of D and the ways of it?”

“You must retrieve the Larse. The peal gem you created that gives anyone ultimate control over the World of D. It is the only thing that can restrain and correct their nature, if not, I regret to say we will all be forced to World Jump, and millions of Ditizens will be flooding Earth. Do you want to see the World you painstakingly created crumble because of a slight omission in the creation of the Dansus. Do you agree to help us?”

I was shocked. Me, omit their creation restraints? But this was the ultimate opportunity, for me to see the World of D in my own eyes and not through my mind’s eye. Standing up and dusting the imaginary dust off my pinafore I said “I hereby agree to help General Sashuk correct the imbalance of one of my creations.”

What happened after that, was a whirlwind of events. Fitting for ATR’s All Terrain Robes, the half-hour practice with the Lendre, Dasoro’s trademark weapon, and a crash course on the needs of this undertaking, I was deemed ready for it.

Stepping out of the ATO I was greeted by bowed heads and shouts of “Dasoro! Dasoro! Dasoro Dominusus!” This I knew to be Dasoro, Dasoro, Dasoro for the People!

It was days before we reached the capital, Dasmo. It was nothing like I had written it, instead of a glass building filled with busy workers keeping the mother hive system updated, there were troops everywhere and only a few Ditizens were seen along roads, mostly elderly folks.

Two days at the capital made me fidgety, itching to get out and do something, I gave my ‘supervisors’ the slip and rushed out of the gates. Outside was the wondrous, famed view of Dasmo. It was breathtaking, your average countryside was nothing compared to this. With lagoons, lakes, and snow-topped mountains, this view showed the World of D at its closest with nature. And just beside it was the bustling capital Dasmo, and yet no pollution after-effects were clearly visible.

As I raked my eyes over the grassy plains, I saw a movement that caught my eye. Turning back to it, I saw figures scurrying between knolls. They were not moving back and forth but rather moving in one direction, towards the Eastern Gates of Dasmo. I saw the gleaming banner of the White Daresy, a dragon-like creature with fur instead of scales. It was the insignia of the Dansus.

Leaping into a stationary ATO, I manoeuvred it towards the two knolls. Upon reaching a grove of trees, I left my ATO and shrunk it before silently walking towards the clearing. I came across tents of fully equipped soldiers, and ATO’s lined up neatly in rows and rows upon shelves.

That’s when I realised; I had placed the Larse here! Right here, in this grove near the clearing between the knolls! In my excitement at finding this I tripped and landed face front on the ground. Instead of the damp ground I expected, my nose touched upon a cool surface. Clearing away the leaves, I saw it, the peal gem; I needed so badly to rectify my omission. Turning it in my hand I turned around towards the other edge of the woods.

Alas, I was not to leave so easily. The Larse had my undivided attention, and that proved fatal as I failed to see the sentries surround me. As I momentarily realised my situation of no protection I drew out my ATO ready to zoom back to Dasmo. But the soldiers beat me to it, tackling me to the ground, one sentry slammed me into the tree I was standing towards. Hitting the tree at an awkward angle, I felt my leg go “POP” as though it had been yanked out. The Larse was still in my hand, pressing my lips to it, I whispered “Flee to Dasmo, and save this world.” And then I felt nothing as all around me dissolved, only to be replaced with black.

Sometime Later

Something was disturbing my eyes, I could feel it, and someone was wiping my face! My eyes shot open and my hand was at my waist ready to draw out my Lendre. But my hand felt nothing but velvet smoothness. Looking down at myself, I saw I was dressed in a violet garb, with a velvet feel. I swung my legs to the side of the bed I was laid on and winced at the pain the movement caused me.

Before my feet could touch the ground, General Sashuk was there in front of me. “You are hurt. You must let us heal you before you rectify the imbalance. Please take this stone and press it to the left side of your hip.”

It was a stormy-grey colour, and taking the stone I pressed it firmly onto my hip. I knew of it, it was the Rose, the strawberry-shaped stone with healing powers. As I lifted it away from my person, a swirl of red dust shot out of it and rested lightly upon my body.

Taking the Larse from General Sashuk, I said the words “I bind the Dansus to the same laws of creation as the Dasoro, may they find peace in one another, and live fortuitously.” At that a loud bang and I blacked out.

My eyes opening for the second time, I was greeted by the worried faces of my friends, their voices seemed faraway but were getting closer. “Are you alright?” “Do you need a break? Or something to eat?”

I shook my head and looked around for any signs of my imaginary world. There were none. After questioning my friends, I learnt, I had slept through a whole 2 periods without anyone able to awaken me! I was absolutely mortified and apologised to the teacher immediately.

I was really sceptical of the reality of that adventure and yet, there were 2 things that made me believe in its having taken place. For when I went home, I saw on my left hip, the reddish imprint of a strawberry and I had the Larse on my bedside table. And I soon found out that only I could see the Larse.

I wonder when I will ever have the chance to visit The World of D again. You can choose to believe me, or deny it, but a day will come when I will return to that world, and no one but me need believe that.

Posted at 7:40 am | Comments (3)

3 Comments

On September 25, 2014 at 4:41 pm f3.ppc@smjk.edu.my said:

September 25, 2014 at 4:41 pm

Name: Ding Kah Wen (3)
Class: K3C
School No.: 12148
Mentor Teacher : Ms Mabel Lim

Wow! Talk about imagination overload! This is incredible, although it’s only a short story, I think it would do brilliantly as a novella, perhaps with a novel, your writing style could become more subtle like Caryn Tan Khye Lyn suggested. I personally liked the idea of an All Terrain Omnisphere! Like Tan Hoong Wei, I was interested in the unique names you created and I hope to see more of such works! Good Luck!
On September 25, 2014 at 4:43 pm f3.ppc@smjk.edu.my said:

September 25, 2014 at 4:43 pm

Name: Koay Yi Yun (8)
Class: K3C
School No.: 12218
Mentor Teacher : Ms Mabel Lim

This was an interesting read, but I disagree with Caryn Tan Khye Lyn on the (as little ‘made-up facts as possible) I believe a good story does not need to be based on facts and facts alone, but rather less restricting facts allows readers some breathing and imagining space. I hope you continue!
On September 25, 2014 at 4:46 pm f3.ppc@smjk.edu.my said:

September 25, 2014 at 4:46 pm

Name: Yeap Yu Xian (34)
Class: K3C
School No.: 12136
Mentor Teacher : Ms Mabel Lim

I sincerely hope you do get a chance to return to that world, but if you do, take me along with you! After reading this, all I could think about were worlds that I wanted to exist! Your vocabulary used was actually quite intriguing and I found your names creative and suitable! I would love a ride in an All Terrain Omnisphere any day! Would love to read more from The World of D!