Katherine Ore and the Flame of Olympus

New Era

I look at the mirror and whisper softly.
-Just one more normal day. Nothing will happen.

I go down the noisy wood stairs in my pijamas, and enter in the kitchen. The sun light come to my eyes, making me close it, umconfortable.
-Good morning, mom.
The old lady look at me, already ready for the day.
-Seriously, Katherine. Where are your cloths? I thought I said to you yesterday to get ready faster today...
-Don't worry, I will make it on time. I just want to eat something first. - I gave her a little smile.
-ok... You have ten minutes!
I hit the table, making my bread go out from the plate.
-That's not fair! I just woke up!
-You should have woke up a lot of time ago.
After some habitual conversation, she looked seriously to me.
- Katherine, I need to give you something. -I agreed with my head, my mouth full of chocolate cake. - Look, darling, this is something that passed through countless generations of our family, passing by me and now it's yours. - she pulled it out from her neck and put in my open hands. It was a simple silver chain with a small blue stone as pendant -  never take it off, ok? You need to promise me.

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I put on the cloths of the event. There was two pieces white and silk: the short came with a narrow gold belt and blouse with gold rings on both arms and a third on the collar. I was feeling a prisoner. My new necklace turned out beautifully in the conjunt.
If I was anxious? I believe that yes. My hands were trembling when I reach the front door, opening it and closing fast,  provoking a loud sound that made the neighbour's dog to bark. Walking fast, I took my bicycle and run to Central Park - yes, I was at New York, but I was not from here....Actually, me and my mom were supposed to be in Brazil by now, but the plane got canceled because of the "biggest event of earth" as media says.
Passing by the streets, I saw a few people looking to a TV store and, as a good socialized human, I stoped my bycicle to look at one of the shining screens.
There was a reporter looking a bit umconfortable, in the middle of Central Park, looking to the camera while we could see many girls, of all ages but the same clothing as me, behind him.

"Today is a memorable day for humanity. After a millenium, people from all over the world are waiting to see who will be the chosen one of Earth to represent the planet in Olympus - the house of our gods, who shine in our hearts..."

You could listen to everybody of the city repeating after him "...and guide us in the afterlife..."

"And maybe, for the first time, humanity will have a Flame!"

I stop paying attention on him after that, thinking with myself that I couldn't believe this time would be different. We need to face a cruel truth: Our planet was one of the most undeveloped planet of Olympus dominance. We even don't have a way to protect our own biodiversity, imagine one of us protecting the whole galaxy... But we have hope, hope given to us by the same gods that gave diseases and fears and that we call our own. Hypocrisy? Maybe. I loved the gods as everybody - I was made by them, how could I not? - but sometimes I think they made wrong things, such as rape a lot of girls back in history. My mother slapped me when I tried to explain my point of view, so I suppose I need to lock this inside of me for the rest of my life... The problem will be only in the afterlife, where I will probably be going to the worst part of underworld because of my thoughts. "We see this later", I though.

"...Will start in some minutes and we already can feel the expectation in people here, in the heart of New York!"

I took my bike again and got in my way to Central Park. The transit was prohibited in the city only for today, making the streets extremelly silent and giving me chills column. Reaching the park was very easy, I held my bike into a tree and kept going from there.
I was not feeling well. The more I walked, the more I beg to not be chosen. My necklace was hot in my skin, making me think about it. I never really knew the origin of it, only that I couldn't take it off. "Awesome explanation as always, mom", I thought.