Blue and Green

Amelie before

Amelie

The name givin to me by the oldest trees on the green planet Gilina.

This name has no meaning other than a way to distinguish me from my fellow sisters and brothers.
Our planet is calm. It is peaceful. We have no leaders or war. We are guided by the trees and flowers who speak to us and help our species thrive. It is peaceful here. There is no war.

Or at least there is no war we'd like to take part in. But war will find a way to find our planet whether we like it or not, and because we are peaceful we will not fight back.

That was our mistake. The Galrans found us in no time. They took advantage of our nature not to fight and turned our once thriving and living planet to an utter wasteland. They took every resource Gilina had to offer and robbed us of our lives. We were a peaceful planet. We were a planet of green. Now it is brown with decay and all things evil.

I remember the day I had given up hope that we would some how be saved by some ancient force. I remember the flowers telling the young ones stories of lions that protected the universe, but no one knew their name because they never came this far out in the galaxy.

I closed my eyes and smiled at the nostalgia that overcame me.

Those times where over and even i knew certain things would never happen. Now i stood in a dark room hovering over a large chair where a large galran dressed in thick armor sat. He was glaring at a screen that covered a wall in the squared room. On the screen where images of my people working to serve the Galrans. They mined and farmed everyday without rest. Children where taken to be trained into the galran army. Women where taken to be servants of high ranking Galrans. I was no exception. I was to bring whatever i had to. Those who didnt were killed.

I remember that day where i lost that hope.