The Saviours of Anahoma ✓

Chapter 2

Anonymous POV

The Saviours are now living in a world where technology is developing every day. Where ghosts, demons or any mythological creatures are seen only in fictional fantacy books or movies made just for entertainment. The people there live their lives for hunting what they think is most valuable thing - money.

Going behind it they forget the real valuable possessions a man could have - love, family, friends. They are ready to sacrifice anything for money. They become more greedy and they think that they are above everything, even the mighty universes.

But there are some people who realised the true meaning of life and the truest possessions they could have.

The Saviors grew with some of those people without knowing what they are actually meant for. Learning new technologies and techniques. And the most important thing: learning how they can be a true good human. They faced many difficulties and they were backstabbed by many double-faced people but they learned to identify and avoid such traps. Now as the Chief said they had understood the hard lessons of life.

They may or may not be ready for their next challenge. We are not sure but we have to leave them to their own destiny.

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It's drizzling outside but still sunny. Everything seems like it's moving slowly. Roses are wet; so is everything. The place was filled with trees, bushes and grass. A small thunder. Dragonflies in the air, it's their season. Flowers of different colours filled in the garden. Neighbour's kids playing outside.

A girl looking smaller than her nineteen-year-old self was sitting in a wooden bench away from her summer home. Her face was as fresh as morning daisies. Her hair was wavy and shiny chocolate brown colour. It was untied, and it moved gently with the wind. She wore a simple cream floral dress which was knee-length. She was wearing a silver ring on her left hand on the pointing finger. Her eyes were same colour as her hair. They were beautifully big. Her eyes were focused on the book she was reading; they moved as if she was seeing all the things she was reading. It was calm, that book soothed her.

'Don't say anything,' Fathima interrupted, 'One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving'

Agatha is reading the same line for the third time. A small lean tree was there beside her bench, raindrops fell from it. It was nearly evening.

Agatha's parents, Sarah and Robert, went for grocery shopping so they won't be here for some time. After two three days Agatha will be going away from her parents to Glickenham. That is were her new collage is. She is not at all sure about the moving away thing. She hadn't stayed away from her parents. But Glickenham was her dream place and to go and stay there to do her higher studies was what she always wanted. Now when she got it, she understood that she must give away some things which was dear and near to her. But Agatha had to keep going. She must grow up.

When she couldn't focus anymore on her book she looked up. Green grass, small yellow flowers dotting it occasionally, the drizzle had left a rainbow near the hills, a small pond in the meadow. Some kids were picking up berries from the bushes.

She smiled to herself. Beautiful evening.

Agatha closed her eyes took small breaths she heard birds chirping, laughs, that neighbor's dog, the small breeze. She took in the smell of the first rain. Divine. Agatha's eyes were closed but not her other senses.

She felt someone coming near her. She tried to hear the nature. But she heard a vigorous shake on the tree nearby water droplets fell to her face like rain. Agatha's eyes burst open a drop fell on her right eye. Agatha jerked and stood up quickly.