𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓮

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

☾☼✩♡︎ℰ𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃ℯ♡︎✩☼☽

Birds.

Birds.

They were everywhere, uncontrollable, wild, fierce.

And now they disappeared, turned into a dense fog, and then evaporated as if they had never even existed on this planet, and with their disappearance began the degradation of the earth. Everything disintegrates, rots, flowers and plants wither, color slowly drains from life, and we can do nothing but watch our planet being destroyed again.

You would think that we, being in charge, have the authority and power to change things, but these new changes don't even concern us. All the work my parents put in to rehabilitate of the planet went down the drain in two years.

Two fucking years.

My mother used to love to tell me stories. Banal and fairy tale stories, stories about anything and anyone. Generally it was those stories about princes and princesses, dragons, mermaids, fairies and all that nonsense, but on special days she would tell me about birds - especially some white birds with golden stripes on their heads. I hated those stories, I thought they were boring and pointless, I mean really? Birds disappearing? I could swallow the ones with fairies and mermaids, but birds? Seriously? Yet in their absurdity I also found them the most intriguing. It fascinated me to hear her talk about them despite the mentality I supported.

She was telling me about the fact that during her time when the Reestablishment - a communist-type movement - took over, the living things also started to disappear. The first to disappear, but also those that had the greatest impact on the planet, were the birds. They had begun to become a myth, a mirage, a beautiful absurdity like a dream.

A vague idea of ​​what the planet used to be.

And she in that hopeless period used to dream.

To dream them.

She had the same dream about a white bird with golden stripes. A bird that will bring color and meaning back to her life, and fate makes that mysterious bird to be my father, saving her from her torment and helping her to find herself.

Okay, I have to admit, that part is really nice—it's my favorite—but I'll never give mom that satisfaction.

Now something similar is happening.

The birds have started to disappear again, and the planet seems to lose its balance, even in the air there is a strange and disturbing change. And everyone started going crazy and blaming us - well not me specifically, but my family - they accused us of being parsimonious and they think we are responsible for these changes.

But we didn't produce them.

They happened in a natural way, but very suddenly.

And now in order to find a solution and to quell the riots that are starting to gain momentum, my father decided to organize a meeting with all the Supreme Commanders. It will be something small, but of enormous significance.

I'm honestly not that into politics, but I really care about the well-being of the planet. However don't think I'm showing up there for the heck of it, I'm going to my dad's conference rooms just to see my best friend, Kailani, again because I haven't seen her since she and Aunt Nazeera went to Asia to take care of the continent, but now like all the other Supreme Commanders, she returns for the meeting. All I want is for her to spend a little more time here.

Suddenly I look at the clock, coming out of a trance, I realize that I am late and that the meeting has already started for about twenty minutes - my father is going to kill me. I quickly grab a t-shirt, put it on, and dash up the stairs to the conference rooms.