(a tale from the rainbow's end)

A/N: This is an idea I had a long time ago, and I thought it would be nice to pull it out again, dust off the cobwebs, and finish. Look for a new addition about every two weeks. Enjoy!


Melting sunlight streamed down between the clouds. They were dark, making the light seem brighter. Beyond, the forest bustled in activity, wakening from its long slumber. The evergreens accented the bareness of the rest of the trees, but they were growing again and would soon fill the gaps in the ceiling of leaves.
June had all this in mind as she trekked along, singing quietly to herself. She had set out that day when the sun was a tree-length above the horizon to enjoy the morning in the woods. She had prepared to go exploring, for most discoveries were made on mornings such as these.
She wove a path through the trees, stopping to look at the sky through their branches. It looked like rain, but she didn't care. The wetness only accented the pine scent of the forest. It was in this mood that she stumbled upon a cave. Well, it really wasn't much of a cave, being so small and burdened with numerous skylights, but it was an enchanted place, and June soon found herself in it. It was then that it began to rain.
And rain it did. June found a dry spot in the cave, one without a hole overhead, sat down, and waited it out. It was a light rain, and it didn't last more than ten minutes, but as it began to dwindle, she witnessed the most remarkable thing. A rainbow had found its way through one of the skylights and was sitting just a few yards from her.
She didn't move. She didn't dare because she was afraid that if she did, the rainbow would fade and the moment would end. She sat there for a few minutes, just looking at it, but soon she realized that she couldn't stare at it forever. She stood and began to walk toward it and the entrance of the cave.
But the rainbow held its place. June walked around it, marveling at how when the light changed, the rainbow didn't. She reached out her hand and touched it. It was solid. She drew back, astonished. She felt it again. This time, as if in response to her touch, it retracted and reshaped itself. Before long, it placed itself at the bottom of the cave again, a magical staircase.
June couldn't resist the opportunity to climb, but the rainbow looked so fragile, like it would shatter with even the slightest weight. But she began to climb, anyway, and it didn't break. Soon she was out of the cave and above the forest, in midair, but still beneath the clouds, yet strangely she was not afraid. Now the rainbow seemed almost invisible against the bright green below.
She climbed higher, higher than the birds' flight, and finally reached the peak of the arch, but oddly she was not tired from her long ascent. She looked around. She was level with the clouds and above the sun, which was still not at its noon heighth. Her destination remained a lingering unknown, yet somehow she was sure it was not on earth, for earth seemed to be shrinking back smaller than it should be, until it appeared to be no larger than a dinner plate. In its place, a planet the size of a star was growing bigger by the minute.
June watched it, and soon it began to grow oceans, land, and polar ice caps, but it was definitely not earth. The landmasses were shaped differently, and one almost looked like the rainbow she was atop. Once it grew larger than earth, she began her descent.