𝕺𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖚𝖘

一

Once upon a time there was a girl who was too young to be called a grown-up, too old to be called a kid and was in need of a friend.

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ONE.

Lisa had woken up with a nightmare. Well, not a nightmare. The nightmare. The one she's been having a lot lately. The one with the darkness and the destruction. The one with constellations forming in an instant and always ended up with -

"Go away," She whispered into the sudden stillness of the room. Lisa was panting and sweating and cursing. She certainly did not like what she dreamt of.

She got up on her feet and decided to drink a glass of water. Lisa opened the door, the swarthiness of the house was terrifying - it reminded her the dream she's been having. The dream she'd love to forget but couldn't.

She stepped on the stairs slowly and she turned on the lights. She opens the fridge and gets a glass of water. Lisa had a growing headache as she gulped it. Her eyes were twitching, her legs were quivering, and her heart was beating fast.

"It is just a nightmare." she spoke to herself, "Yet it felt so real." Then she pondered possible causes and eventualities if she would dream of it once more. She asked herself;

Why do I dream of the same thing?

How to cease the dream?

Why does it seem like a forewarning?

What happens next?

And what happened next was she stared at herself in the mirror, scrutinizing every feature of her face. Then she noticed something different, something wrong.

It was her eyes and its iris. Her iris manifested the Ophiucus, the large constellation.

Lisa panics, "What's wrong with my eyes? This cannot be, it shouldn't be!"

She blinked and blinked to check if she was mistaken but no, she wasn't. Her eyes remained the same, nothing changed but she still is hoping for one. She believed, in her whole life that eyes just speak louder than words, that eyes have the ability to see, not change color.

For a moment, she felt tachycardic as her heart beated faster than any trice she has experienced. For a moment, she wanted to forget the dream for she felt like it was the reason why this happened. For a moment, she'd like to believe she was still dreaming. And for a moment, she looked at the night sky and there it was; the Ophiucus was there, sprawling as if it just started to connect, as if it was telling her something she has to puzzle out.

"What is going on?" she murmurs in fear.

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