Nora is like most teenagers, at 16 years old she goes to school, has a group of close friends, loves music, works a part time job, and aspires to go to college to pursue her lifelong dreams. Living in the suburbs of Gardenville, Jersey she's grown...
Our day in Beach City opened my eyes. For thousands of years I only knew of the old order where I wasn't allowed to mingle among Gemkind on my own. My status as a Pearl kept me tethered to my old master, who was kind enough (as long as I stayed in my place) but didn't allow me to go anywhere without her.
Although I was free of her on Earth, it still felt strange being independent among other Gems who seemed to think it no surprise seeing me walk on my own Nobody gave me a second glance. "It's completely normal." Nora reassured me with a smile.
"Not to someone who has spent four thousand years of her existence in servitude up until now." I said when we sat on the bench in Dewey Park, waiting to meet up with Skyla and Chalcedony. Through our shared Gem, Nora sensed the pain in me. "I'm sorry." She murmured. "I have to stop thinking every Gem had it easy and free after the Empire ended."
"Don't be." I nudged her "It's in the past."
"But doesn't the past still hurt?"
"It always will, but as time goes on, the pain lessens." If only I could reveal everything to her, but my master's command kept me silent. A Pearl cannot disobey a direct order from their owner, even if they fled and betrayed them.
"I can't tell you about my old owner." I clenched my throat. "But I can tell you a little about my old life when I served her. I did have a taste of freedom when I decided to escape her palace and explore Homeworld for myself."
Nora's eyed widened. "You escaped before?"
"Yes." I nodded. "It was very short lived."
She was immediately interested. "Can you tell me about it? Only if you're comfortable I mean."
"Of course." I smiled. "It's only fair you should learn a little about me when you've told me everything about yourself."
"Well, not everything." Nora said.
"You get the idea." I playfully nudged, gaining a chuckle from her. I recounted my story of my first escape.
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Homeworld
3,000 Years Ago
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(Selene's Dress when she served her Gem)
I emerged five hundred years after the Rebellion ended, given as a gift to a high class Gem for her valiant efforts during the War. She was the first person I ever saw. I registered her as my owner when she stated her identity and claimed me as hers. I served her loyally for centuries.
I was meant to be her companion, an emotional support Pearl you might say. My owner lost many comrades during the Rebellion and I soothed those inner wounds; tending to her emotional needs, comforting her with dance and song, speaking with her when she was lonely, and taking the work off her shoulders doing clerical tasks. I didn't mind it at first. I loved her dearly and she loved me. She always treated me with kindness and wherever she went I followed.
