Wanderer's Land

Prologue

A foggy figure of a child floating aimlessly in the midst of the dark void, hugging it's knees close to it's chest in a fetal position.

It wasn't human-like, it just looks humanoid. It's body was like condensed mist in the shape of a child, it's eye sockets empty.

No one knows what the child is nor does anyone know about it.

Was it a deity? A spirit? A celestial being perhaps?

Not even the entity in question was sure of what it was or it's purpose.

The little figure start to wander around it's surrounding, floating through the world they had come to be. Surprisingly the void do has a floor, it was smooth and hard but it doesn't seem like there is a border or ceiling.

It has not been long since the child had gain consciousness and found itself in this place devoid of life and color, but there was one thing that it knew the moment they became to be, that it needs to be Remembered-to be known.

But the child has not been doing a good job at being Remembered, well more like it doesn't know what to do or what it needs to do.

Frustrated the child sat down huffing, Annoyed by the fact it can't do anything at the moment, wandering around was fruitless and a waste of time.

Just as the child was about to lay down, it caught glimpse of an object dimly glowing. It was quite odd since... well it's foreign in this void, not only it emitting light but it was something the being hadn't seen before.

Without a second thought, the child quickly went towards the object stopping just a few feet away from it.

It was a transparent crystal sphere, faintly glowing.

The child was curious about it circling around it, questioning it.

'who are you?
'What are you?'
'where'd you come from?'
'why do you look strange?'

But the sphere didn't answer, not like it could anyways. So the child waited, but it became impatient quickly. It reached out it's foggy fingers to tap the Sphere.

But as soon as the tip of the child's finger has touched the orb, it changed colors. Green. Brown. Red. Blue. Yellow.

Startled by the sudden change the child jumped away from the sphere, retracting it's hand away from the orb.

It slowly trudging towards the sphere, seeing as it didn't change again or even moved after awhile.

The child was at awe at the things in the orb, gasping at every little thing in this small ball.

The orb wasn't transparent anymore, it was now showing a hill with a willow on top surrounded by field of flowers. It was like the Sphere was holding a world inside of it.

By the tree was a person, a little girl reading a book. She has short ginger colored hair, pale skin, hazel eyes, wearing a puffy white dress. Though the ends of her clothes has stains of dirt on it.

The child wanted to see what the girl was looking at, the scene of the orb suddenly shifted. Panicking the child didn't know what to do, it doesn't want the scene to change but it was relieved when it just came closer to the girl.

Leaning closer to the orb but not enough to be touching the sphere, the child peered at the book. Despite it's first time seeing the words on the pages it seems like it already knew what it was and what it means, like it was basic knowledge, Unlike when the child first seen the sphere. (I wish I had the ability to learn by just looking at an item/word😔)

The little girl was reading a book about a girl who follows a white rabbit and ended up in an another world.

The foggy child was puzzled, why would she chase an animal to somewhere that could potentially be dangerous. Despite the dozen of questions plaguing the child's mind, it just continued to read along with the little girl.