{1} Icarus and the sun

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POV Maria Calvano

Everything started when the cold winter fulled my living lungs, I remember feeling not welcome at my own home, I don't remember faces. I felt ashamed of my own existence, that stoped me to continue my path to the fire. I wished to be frozen, all my sinfull and pure love be kept in the ice, that would melt, in the morning after. I wished to be washed away. My tears, frozen. And my heart too. Only the night would protect me and only the moon would hear me.

POV Mirai Raghava

My existence was made of fights, and my dearest ones rejected me for the flame in my heart, I had to move to my cousin's house, she was 60's old and more open minded than my fathers, her name was Silvia.

A rainbow crossed my bedroom, made by sunlight and by the ice in my window, making sure I was awake to a beautiful day in the end of October. The sun was out only for that moment, it would be rain, later. But in that time I was jumping out of bed in my pijamas and went down stairs to find Silvia sitting in the floor over a nice carpet drinking her tea and vegan pancakes.

" Good morning, my sweet flower " said her while I'm sitting in front of her.

"Good morning, how did you sleep? Better?" I responded.

"Well, as the same as the last night, I don't know what those weird dreams mean" she said with a mouth full of pancake.

I made a moment of silence so she could feel wonder for sometime. I like when people do that to me, giving time. And then I spoked " I've had the weirdst dream this night!"

She gasped and stoped drinking right away, " Well, do tell!"

I smiled " So in this dream, for some reason, I'm mother nature, and the flowers start to florishing, but then, a new one grows, but grows frozen. " I explained with hand movements like we were talking about some sort of a tea that wasn't what she was drinking.

" Oh that must have been a interesting dream!" she said interest in what I spoke.

" And that's not all! Time wanted it to die like the other flowers in Autumn but I just couldn't do it, I know it was Time because the nature was changing and this flower was not. But when winter came, it was just like the others, but time was so irritated at me!" I stopped and laughed, " I swear I've been taking my meds".

She gave me a cup of tea and a pancake, " Some dreams are not made for the head but for the spirit. I'm sure it was nothing, my dear".

With this words I forgot about it, and got ready for a adventure in the forest.

POV Maria Calvano

My adoptive fathers really wanted me to went to high school like the Cullen guys, I really thought that 200 years would be information enough, and now putting me in between 17 year old people.. I died with 23, it didn't and still doesn't make sence. They wanted to look normal, and that I was young so there were no reason for them to flight soon.

My family was the Calvano family, we all came from Italy in the early days of the new English land, but we were people of the dark until we came to Forks, we have been living up in Canada, killing in the dark. I had 2 brothers, Ella and Miguel, and my 2 fathers, Rodrigo and Alexander. We were the family that definitely would bring attention to us.

Carlisle Cullen said it was safe but he's christian and cisgender and heterosexual and had a beautiful normalized white family, that the only weirdness, to the human eye, would be the dating thing between the siblings. Don't let me get started on my red-ish eyes, because, until coming to Forks, my family drank human blood.

I feared that my relation to humans, to see them as food for so long, would be a dangerous path, I wasn't ready. My family had powers too fierce to our kind. But for me it was hurtful to killing them. I could feel what others were feeling, I could ear their memories from childhood, but only beautiful moments, the ones that I was more hungry about. And while I drank their blood I could live them as they were mine. I was desgusting, killing all kinds of human beings to forget my own name, I was a serial killer.

" I'm not ready" I said to Alexander, " I believe I should have a job, I would interact with humans too, but they wouldn't be so close"

" I'm afraid that is only a dream, amore, for this new life, we have to have a reason to come all the way to here... And it would be good for you to learn something new, about humans, filosophy, maths, even english or maybe, cooking, you know how much I love to smell a apple pie fresh from the oven! " he smiled." We are not like the Cullens, we didn't study mutch, we don't know math expect when it comes cups of blood per body. We want a better and fuller life, I hope you three study and have diploma... " he said while rubing my hands." I know your sister is terrified about it, she has the right to stay at home, we don't want her upset, and we know the power that she has... Maybe next year! But for now, it's you and your sibling... I've learned, while talking to Carlisle, the is a thing kalled bullying, that humans do to hurt others around them, please don't be frighten to this situation, the Cullens deal with that perfectly fine! If it can be use to confort."

He was worried, I could felt it. The natives of this land want to protect it and the people on it, they had a trade with the Cullens but not with us. But this was our last choice to live, or we live without bringing up atenttion or we all be killed, or in case of my sister, captured to work for the Voltori.

POV Mirai Raghava

The trees were fascinating in that day, almost scary, like they had claws red of blood. It smelled like earth because of the last rain, 10 minutes behind. The wind cuted the warmth from my hands
It became a dark day, I could draw it with only charcoal, but it was truly interesting, the forest was working to welcome the winter, but for now, I was looking at a snail who was eating a green leaf near the trees, with calm and no arsh moves I draw it, not good, but in a calm way, I'm only practicing, focusing on this moment.

But something was behind me I felt watched. I got up and turned behind and I froze. The most beautiful women was looking at me, with black eyes, she had the sweetest curly long blond hair and lovely freckles.

" Hello! I didn't saw you here..." I said pointing behind me, not nervous, I felt excited " Look at this snail, I was drawing it, at least, trying. "

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