Sky Kid

[ Tags: Sky Children, Children of Light; Genre: Adventure, Children's literature ]

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Sky Kid: The Sky Kid is a "Creature of Light"; an entity forged from solidified light, its body hard and smooth like porcelain, resembling a ten-year-old child. It boasts short, voluminous white hair, with soft strands gently pointed upwards. Its face is round and completely featureless—no eyes, no mouth, no orifices—just smooth skin with protrusions resembling ears. Its form is small and soft, evoking the essence of a child or a young adolescent.

Dressed in a snug suit that dances between orange and reddish-brown, the Sky Kid wears a short cloak that flows like a cape, bathed in a light hue that drifts towards pale yellow and beige. It walks barefoot, its feet a smooth expanse devoid of toes.

His white hair pops against his dark skin, a hue that vibrates with color, as if crystallized light has taken form, echoing the rich tones of a sunset.

The Sky Kids wield their cloaks to float and glide through the air, often flocking together like birds, communicating through playful whistles, similar to a trumpet, and animated gestures; they are masters of expression, their movements cartoonishly exaggerated and lively. Bursting with curiosity, they face the shadows with a boldness that belies their inability to fight. When a Sky Kid loses its light, its glow fades, and if it becomes tainted by the darkness of black crystals, those dark tendrils begin to emerge from its body, leading to a petrifying demise.

The Sky Kids are driven by a purpose to nurture life, instinctively ready to sacrifice themselves for the sake of others, without a shred of remorse. This particular Sky Kid has watched many of his peers perish and has danced with death himself countless times, each encounter leaving him feeling more drained and frustrated, as if a dark corruption has seeped into his being. Friendly by nature, he is not without his explosive moments of rage, unleashing a piercing, violent whistle as he lashes out at everything around him or channels his fury into reckless flights, crashing against rocks until exhaustion or injury takes hold, leaving cracks etched across his face.

This Sky Kid can conjure two radiant spheres, glowing intensely white like tiny beacons, on his face as if they were his eyes, but he often shies away from this power, aware that in moments of anxiety, those eyes flicker with a menacing red light, reminiscent of the creatures lurking in the shadows.

The Sky Kid thrives on the joy of companionship, whether it’s sitting close or enveloping someone in a warm hug. He’s blissfully unaware of the intricacies of sex, yet when he witnesses captivating reactions from a living being, he feels no shame in encouraging them. They revel in taking hands and leading people to breathtaking vistas. When startled, they leap with a startled whistle, and during meals, they smear luscious food—often fruits and sweets—across their faces in playful abandon. They can mimic sneezes or play dead, and when they need help, even for the silliest of reasons, they call out to each other with a whistle that echoes through the clouds.

Though they have a vital role, the Sky Kids seldom engage with others, as they inhabit desolate or ruined realms, tasked with breathing life back into these spaces, which makes them all the more curious when they encounter someone new.