User blog comment:SpoofDarklion44/If you really can't figure it out, well... I'll leave you to figure it out./@comment-24126795-20120408004959/@comment-4137712-20120408022042

Because if you combine them, you might get the length of a shortish school essay. Here is the Stellah prologue:

 Imagine an ice forest, with ice trees and ice vines and ice paths.

 That is my home.

 I am Stellah, guardian of the Stellah world. It was not named for me, or I for it. We were named for each other.

 Before my birth there was a Foretelling. Foretellers said that an ice world would open at the split second of a certain Jemi’s birth, and the Jemi and world would share a name. My mother was a Foreteller. Something told her that the ice world was inside of her.

 Moons later, I was born. She thought and thought until she thought of the name Stellah. Foretellers were stargazers. Stellah. A beautiful and fitting name for the daughter of a stargazer.

 The Foretellers, including my mother, searched and searched for the Stellah world in vain. They passed away, and along with them passed away the promise of the Stellah world. None of the other Foretellers had kits. I was the only one. It was up to me to find the Stellah world. For ages, I wandered out to find it. It seemed I could not die.

 Then I found it.

 It was by accident, really. I was searching for it one day when an earthquake began. Out of fear for my life, I fled into the nearest cave. I was changed the instant I was fully inside.

 The Stellah world is like a living thing. When it felt my steps, it recognized me as its Jemi-form and altered me into a spirit of sorts. It still reacts to my presence sometimes. I am bound to the Stellah world forever now. I cannot float foot outside of it, and so was cut off from reality until Cora and her three friends came.

 They are fine young Jemi, I must say. The only thing that worries me is that they seem to be hiding something. I need to find out what. There are no secrets in the Stellah world for long…