Braze had his eyes glued on the telescope There was something happening amongst the stars. Something that he had been anticipating but could not really fathom. He was yet to complete his research papers. They were due for submission within a month . He has been lost in stargazing lately. Particularly gazing at a distant star. His phone rang breaking his undivided concentration. " You must come over at the observatory , Braze. Something phenomenal is happening with your star. You cannot miss it. The telescope at your place is not strong enough to capture this miracle. " What is it? "Braze asked as his breath picked up pace. Even though he could not properly see what was happening, he knew something was different about his star that day. Braze hit the brake hard as the voice from the other end hung up after telling him that, " It was the birth of a star. "***From the depths of the cosmic cradle, a celestial ballet unfolds as if orchestrated by unseen hands. Through the lens
Several Years Later At Chemora -"Baba! Baba! Who is that girl? Why does she have a star over her head! ""Sssshhhh! " The little girl asking the question was instantly hushed. " Don't you know dear that we don't talk about her? Not in the night. No, my little darling. Never. I will tell you all about her in the morning. Alright? "But the little girl looked very angry at her mother. " But why mother, was she not the one who brought peace and tranquility over our planet? " Her tiny voice was fierce and strong. The woman quickly pulled the blinds around her place and closed her windows. The little girl had been looking at a statue at the Central Square. It was snowing in Chemora and the snow made the star above her head absolutely white. " I will tell you the story. I will tell you the story again. But not during the hours of the darkness, my little angel. It is not safe. You know what's going on. " The mother begged. Almost terrified. " Alright. I will wait till the sunrise. Yo
Mira's POV: A sneak peek into the FutureIt was such a dark night that even the moonlight felt heavy over my shoulder blades.I was in my new school uniform. Blood dripped from various pores, staining the white and maroon dress. I quickly pulled out the black cloak from my bag and flipped it over my head and school bag.The street was as empty as my soul, and it seemed like it would be a struggle for me to get a ride.I pulled out my phone from my pocket.I tried pressing on the cracked and shattered screen repeatedly, but as expected, without success. It hadn't blacked out but was useless. It was a miracle I still had it in my pocket in that form and had not completely lost it after what I had been through that night.Just then, I saw a taxi coming right in my direction. Possibly the luckiest event in my historyThe driver jerked into a stop as I came right in front of it."Damn it, girl... If you are suicidal, go somewhere else to die."I gave him a look that I knew he would never fo
***in the present world***Mira's POV -" You mean nothing to me! Nothing! "That was exactly what Braze told me. In the middle of a hall room full of people. As if that was not embarrassing, it was supposed to be the day he was officially going to announce our relationship. Ah! Stupid me. I had even done my nails for the occasion. Guess I would just have to work an extra shift to get over that expense. Hanging around with boys, looking for their attention, those were the last things on my already over saturated mind. I had a dog and two cats to feed, work as many shifts as I could, part-time, to collect my future college fees. I had a mother to take care of who still thought she could climb Mount Everest with severe spondylitis . I am leaving out the part where I had to study and also try to fit in my new environment. It was over a year ago that I changed schools, yet the students never saw me as one of them. Probably because I was a scholarship student and my family did not have a
Mira's POV -I always had this super power to sleep through my worries. Have you ever done that? Umm, it's more like hibernation but since I am human, they call it depression.Anyways, I found myself sleeping. Sleeping always made me feel great. But then this was no normal sleep. I could feel that something was different. Was it the bed? Was it much softer than my recliner? Don't be fooled, I am a pauper. My recliner was simply a sofa that doubled as my bed. I touched around before slowly opening my eyes. Voila! I was definitely in someone else's bed. Then the stream of thoughts came rushing back in, the drama, the rejection, the humiliation and then I remembered the pain. I sat up with a start and caught my head in between my hands. " Ouch! "It hurt. It hurt real bad. I could feel the cloth of the bandage wrapped around my head. " Take it slow girl! You will make your skull crack open again. "I could barely see his handsome face through my cloudy vision. I rubbed my eyes.
Mira's POV -" Mira, do it properly. I should be able to see my face in each of them. They should be shining. "I rolled my eyes . She should have all her mirrors replaced with these pots. She was obsessed with her utensils. She was the latest inclusion in my woe list. This was my fifth day, working in that corner motel. The pay wasn't that good but I wanted to work because only that way would I be able to be somewhere till my school got over. I couldn't kill my mother by telling her that I had made up my mind to not go to that school anymore. Not after the humiliation that Braze made me suffer. I had no idea how I would react if I saw him again. Would I break down crying again or would I kick his balls? I had to make up very spicy excuses to satiate my mother. Luckily, she was out of town when I was knocked out in that handsome boy's house. The offer was very tempting but somehow, I managed to trigger my stupid morality and ended up not taking the money. Let me correct myself.
Mira's POV***Intense whistling***They were circling me. Their eyes looked me up and down. Their whistling matched the rhythm of their shoes tapping. Their hands moved just above my shoulder as my spine stiffened at their move. With a sharp move, one of them grabbed my pony tail and pulled my head back. I had my eyes closed. I couldn't show them the fear in them . " What is this specimen doing here, in a school uniform? "His mouth spit drool all over my face and neck and his breath reeked of alcohol. The others found his remarks very amusing and broke into a laugh. I was trying to hold my breath back. My body was as rigid as possible. I was bracing myself for what was about to happen next. There was no time for me to reach for my bag or dial that emergency number. Not that it would be of any help at the moment. Even if I did manage to call for help, I would be a dead ant before they arrived. The one grabbing my hair , started pulling me backwards. My steps faltered as I trie
*** in the other world *** The waves of the Southern Seas were unusually loud and high. They had turned crimson in the sky, mimicking the hue of a triple moon. But they could not overshadow the shine of the rare beauty, the Southern Star. It was up there in the sky, just as was prophesied. It was a breathtaking view, but all that the onlookers could feel was fear. They were not timid creatures. They were mages. Human-like creatures with unimaginable supernatural powers. Their powers varied according to their clan and the techniques that they developed after birth. The rise of the Southern Star in the sky, along with the triple moons, was the beacon for the drumroll. It was an indication that the never-ending war between the tribes was finally coming to an end. A supposed happy affair. Alas! That was not the case. The end of the war would mean that some would gain superiority over others. That was a concept alien for the power-crazy mages. They had gained immortality a very long time a