Darling Soul

Chapter One

Two souls born together, destined to walk through life hand in hand.

In a far away corner of the world existed a different kind of civilisation, the kind the rest of the world had no idea about. There were kingdoms and villages with the most magical creatures and the bravest people. And in one of them, there was a girl in a balcony wishing for the unknown, she wished for a new world that didn't know her and a world she never heard of.

She sat in a light pink cushion chair in the only corner with light, it came from a small lantern on the white wood end table next to the chair. There were a lantern and a journal, the journal she wrote in every night while she sat on that chair, staring at the sky and the stars that carried her wishes. She grabbed her journal and wrote: 

"When I was a child I wished for safe travels for my brother and sunny days for my mother, I wished for carefree days for my father... but I never wished for myself. I never thought I needed anything other than what I had. But now? Now I can only wish I hadn't been so naive, so... childish. 

I'm twenty years old now and I have so many wishes, wishes I should have wished for when I was a child. If I had wished for them when I was younger maybe it gave the stars enough time to make them true when I reached this age. Father once told me that the only thing we can never get back isn't money, you spend but you can also earn it back, but time? Time is spent but can never return to our hands no matter how desperate you are, how much you earn for it. And now, I'm twenty years old stuck in a place I find difficult to call home and I fear I am wasting my years on wishes when I should be dancing and laughing with the world." 

She closed the journal and put it into its place. She walked towards the end of the balcony with the utmost grace and her head held high. The end of her soft pink dress, almost white, dragged across the floor, hiding her favourite pair of nude high heels; one time, the girl said she could take on the world as long as she had her favourite shoes with her and her brother laughed and called her crazy to think high heels could save her, but the girl only said it to see the soft dimples appear in his serious face, it was her favourite memory of him, the way he dropped his serious demeanour and his head fell back while he laughed, he then looked at her with such tenderness she forgot who he was and who she was, what was expected of him and what was expected of her, for a few seconds they were normal siblings playing with each other... that was until he got up after being called to the office and her being called to the library. 

She pressed herself against the short marble wall, and contemplated jumping. Both her room and balcony were made of marble, the softest and purest white her father could have chosen, and her view was made out of her city in the middle of two mountains, she always thought it was poetic that a city was born protected by Mother Nature. But then she looked behind her, she looked at her room and decided against that idea. What use would it be to jump? She would get hurt in one of her legs, or even worse, and she would be caught and her parents would be angry and her brother would be upset and she loved him too much to make him anything but happy. That's why she always stayed. For her brother. 

One day, she was in her room brushing her hair and talking to one of the maids that helped with cleaning, the maid told her "Miss, pardon my honesty, but I need to say it or I will forever regret it. Sometimes I fear you get too lost in other people that you forget you're someone as well." And at the time she didn't pay much attention to it and only smiled, but in nights like these that particular moment comes into her mind and she can only agree with the poor maid. Of course, when her father got word that a maid spoke without turn, he fired her and the girl never saw her again. Her name had been Margarita, she remembered because the maid once told her that she was named after her mother's favourite food, she remembered both of them laughing and saying "It's a pleasure to meet you, Margarita. I hope we can be the greatest of friends."