Celestial Seas Writing Prompts

As much as Sirius disliked being confined to the palace walls of the Court of Stars, he couldn’t deny it was a beautiful enclosure, even if he felt it was a cage.

Growing up here as one of the three princes destined to rule the grove, Sirius knew the layout of the castle like the back of his hand. It was located in the very heart of the forest, where magic was the most strong at its source. It affected everything around it, and that included the flora, which spiraled together towards the sky in an almost ethereal fashion, their bark translucent and glowing white, full of glittering stars. The flowers glowed a soft white at night, and constellations could be seen floating dreamily, hanging close to the grass between the trees. As they rustled in the wind, the soft sigh of their leaves dancing sounded almost akin to the chime of silver bells.

The inside was similarly themed, with the walls all painted in such a manner that they resembled genuine starmaps, moving in real time. Each room of the palace was dedicated to a particular constellation in the night sky. Sirius' room, of course, was the reason for his namesake. It was by all means the "brightest" room, one of the more notable chambers. Glimmering mobiles hung from the ceiling that spun ever so gently, their stars twinkling as they reflected the moonlight filtering in by the ceiling-high window that granted one a view of the entire grove. A runic telescope was rested by the glass, where Sirius could view all their neighboring planet's to his heart's content. Book and tomes about the Celestial Seas and its gods and solar systems lay opened against his many desks, which he had poured hours and hours into, their corner's dog-eared and a handful of bookmarks pressed into its crevices. And yet...

Despite having everything Sirius technically needed to know about the outside world, theory was so much more different than practice. And confined in these palace walls, he would never see practice. It was his time to observe the sky above him in fresh, outdoor air, and not through a lifelike painting under gilded roofs and walls!