(On Major Hold!!! I will not stop this story. I'm just... Not having the writing feels for this particular story right now. But when I do, I will update. I so sorry! Please forgive.)
[°I have been writing this on paper for a while now, and I'm not a...
My name is Faye Azal, and honestly, my life hasn't been the easiest. There is so much I could say- but I don't want to spoil too much too soon. So let me tell you how everything started. My father.
My earliest memories of my father were bright and filled with love, as we watched the stars together. Every time we went up onto the roof, he would tell me something different before I would fall asleep. Some nights, it was the names of each star, each planet that orbited it, and entire solar systems that circled them endlessly. On other nights, it was the names of the constellations and how humanity used them in so many different ways.
He was a firm believer that there was life out there, and that belief was passed down to me. He told me that somewhere out in the cosmos, they were looking up at the same stars we see every night. And he was determined to prove their existence.
Right as I was getting tired, though, he would switch to stories and tales of the far beyond. The way he told them made me feel like they were real, despite believing them to be just stories. But his tales and legends ended up holding more truth than I first thought.
There was one story, I took an immediate liking to, ironic enough. A Prophecy. If only I knew my destiny was as clear as day in his words.
"One day, sometime soon, someone that is true in their heart, brave in the face of death, and of purest soul will venture from Earth to follow a destiny that has been written in the stars-" My father says, holding my small body tightly to his chest; "-And save us from a darkness like no other that plagues the universe and corrupts all light."
I remember gazing into my father's sapphire eyes which always looked to be in a dreamy state. "I- I don't understand, daddy. We fight back darkness all the time with flashlights and nightlights, like one in my room? Why have to go out there, up up? We can't. Too high!" I ask brokenly, confused. His hold on me tightens as he sighs softly with a knowing look on his face. in his eyes dimmed with fear but brightened with pride.
"One day, you will. I promise. But that day is not today." He says gently, releasing his tight hold and setting me on his knee. I remember watching him look down, conflict on his face, before gazing back at me with a determination that reminded me that this was who I got it from.
"I want you to make me a promise." He says softly. My eyes stay glued to his, attention unwavering. Father knew his words wouldn't make sense at that age, but he needed to tell me before anything horrible could happen. As a second fail-safe. And when I would eventually look back on this memory, the words would click. He knew. He knew all along.
"Promise me that you won't stop looking beyond. Beyond our world and beyond its people with their rules. Promise me that even when you feel there's no hope, you keep fighting for what you believe in and for what you know is right. Promise me that when you're in doubt of yourself or others, you will follow your dreams and reach deep inside of yourself for your light, your drive, as it knows the way forward."
Looking back, I was so confused. I didn't know what he was asking for. It made no sense. His words held fear and desperation my young mind couldn't comprehend yet. Despite all this, I remember feeling within me at such a young age, that I should agree. A pull.
"I promise."
As soon as the words had slipped passed my lips, Father moves a necklace into view, dangling it before me with careful hands. I look astonishingly at the purple and black gemstone that immediately caught my eye. "This- gem is very special, Faye. It's something I have protected for many years. Now, I'm passing it on to you." he says softly, placing it around my neck.
"If you ever lose your way, it will guide you back. When you are at your lowest, it will comfort you. If you are ever in danger, it will protect you. If you ever need a confidant to trust in and rely on, it will be there for you. Protect it well so it shall protect you." He says, solemnly, before hugging me to him once again.
"I love you, my little Star Dust."
Unfourtently, a year later, my father died.
There was an accident, a horrible fire that had gotten loose, at the astronomy lab he was stationed at. At such a young, vital age, I lost the closest person to me... and it tore me apart. I changed. I forgot my promise to my father and stopped gazing at the stars, stopping looking into the beyond. It was too painful now with him gone. I fell into what society wanted of me, into the rules which he warned me of, and pushed myself into school work to forget everything I was raised to become. I lost my way for- a very long time.
***This is the gemstone necklace. Wanted to show it to you.***
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***Authors Note*** Hey guys. Never done this before, but I'm willing to do it now because, over the time I've had Wattpad, all the books I have read here had authors that wanted to hear what the readers thought about there stories. So, I want to try and do the same.
I'm terrified of what you could possibly think about my story because not one set of eyes has been allowed to see my creations.
But I want to crawl out of my shell. I want to put myself out there. So here I am. If you want to, tell me what you think at the end of each chapter. How I could improve, what I did right, or whatever you want to. I'm still learning. I'm not forcing you to. You really don't have to. But I'm curious as to what you really think about my story. My ideas.
Because when I started writing this, I didn't really think people would want to read my story's, but I was proved wrong. Whatever you want to say about my story, you can say, as long as it is not hurtful or mean. I will delete your comment if it is. Anyway, thank you for reading my story. I will try my best to keep updating. It's harder than you think to transfer a story on paper, to online.
Also, I don't own any of the pictures or photos. They go to their respective owners.
