Chapter 2 : the beginning of the story

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After millions of years , the universe settled and there stood one island among others called Leris .

It was just as peaceful as the other islands , and there lived a girl.

"Estacia dear! Where are you ?"

A woman with curly brown hair called out while walking through the path.

She spotted some kids and asked them,

"Kids have you seen Estacia ?"

The kids replied saying that they did not know.

"oh! By Estacia you mean that weird girl with a funny appearance ?"

Said one of the girls who seemed to be around the age of 10 to 12.

"My daughter is not weird! It is you who is shameless and hold prejudice among everyone in the island!"

The girl was going to insult the lady again when a boy showed up blocking her.

"Forgive my mother for her behavior."

He apologized and whispered to the lady,

"Mother, I have found Estacia , follow me."

He said and took her away , while the others whispered.

"Lady Clarins sure is arrogant."

Is what they said.


Away from all the gossip , there was someone standing on the rock through the forest where the shore and the sea met , only it was on a higher altitude.

The sun beautifully shone leaning on the ocean.

"You understand my pain don't you ?"

Said a girl smiling beautifully.

She was different from all the people on the island , people who had brown skin and either black or brown curly hair.

She had thick wavy hair not as curly as the people.

Her hair was a brilliant shining pink and it was blowing due to the cool breeze from the sea , skin as fair as snow.

What a beauty she was!

Then she turned around and her face was revealed.

Her left eye was marine blue as the beautiful ocean while her right eye was quite unusual , its color was that of a the universe and something glittering surrounded her pupil which was golden in color , there were five of them and they looked awfully familiar to stars.

Her rose colored lips looked soft and shined dazzlingly in the sunset. Then she spoke with a sweet voice ,

" I wish I looked like the others."

There was sadness in her eyes.

" Why? Why am I so different ?"

She thought and soon it was interrupted.

"Estacia! My goodness ,what are you doing here out in the cold?"

Said lady Clarins.

"Mother? I was just –"Enough , now take this blanket and let's go home , otherwise you will stay here sulking all night." Clarins interrupted her.

"I am not sulking! I was just admiring the view."

The girl named Estacia said with a pout.

"My, you sure are juvenile and act like such a child. Now why did you run away again? I told you that you can tell me if there is anything disturbing you."

"Mother, why am I so different? Why can't I have friends? Can't I look like the others?"

Her mother smiled and asked,

"My child, do you know the meaning of Estacia?"

"Doesn't it mean immortal in the modern language?"

"That is indeed correct , In the modern language it means immortal but in the ancient language it means unique.'"

"Yeah right, like there is anything unique about me, I am just weird."

"No, you really are unique."

A motivation spread through Estacia but it vanished when lady Clarins said,

"-Because you are weird in your own way."

"Stop making fun of me!"

Clarins laughed and said,

"I am just joking , what I mean is , you are different from others and that's what makes you unique ."

"Unique means special mother and I am not special."

"Yes , but it also means one of a kind. A diamond is a stone but it looks different and holds much more value. In the same way , even you are different from us and you must have something special hidden in you."

"Special. It is just my eyes and hair that are quite different , you are aware that they keep changing color . Did the doctor find any cure to this?"

"No he did not. Though, he did say that this occurrence is natural in your body , you are like a tree that changes colors."

" Is that – The moon arose and left Estacia speechless.

Her hair glowed and turned white , her blue eyes turned golden while the right eye stayed the same.

" Only my right eye does not change in the night , so strange."

"Your father thought it was unique. Now if we are done talking then I believe we should get home now."

Soon they entered a red cottage.

"About time you showed up."

Said the boy who was likely Estacia's big brother.

"Sorry brother for being late , we were just – "Talking , I know."

"Well, eat the food and go to sleep."

Estacia was still wondering about something but soon went to sleep.

Actually, Estacia was not their biological daughter , she was adopted by them after being found near the seashore.

Her father , who adopted her , tried to find out where she came from but was unable to.

Then he went to the capital country for work.

He returns to the island every four years.

Estacia still does not have any memory of where she is from but always has a dream where she is alone in an infinite field of golden grass and hears a beautiful song calling out to her and when she finally reaches it , the sun shines and she wakes up.

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Why is Estacia so different? How can her hair change colours in contrast to the atmosphere? And why does her right eye have such a peculiar colour?

Continue reading to find out in this story with an independent female lead.

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So, this is the end of the second chapter. Thanks for reading and for all of you who don't understand the thing about Estacia's right eye , 

As you know, Estacia's hair and eye color change according to the atmosphere but her right eye remains the same. 

In the future chapters ....this is a spoiler so if any of you want to know then you can ask me in the comments .

Anyways , thanks again for reading. Until next time .

*Edit* : So the real cover page for the book is ready and all the credits go to my cousin sister, 

( who is an AMAZING artist ) and went through the trouble of making it. Anyways when I become a bit more skilled in drawing on a tablet then I will make my own cover page .

Thank you.


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