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A Thousand Years

There once was a beautiful princess who lived in a realm not seen by man. Every day, she watched the people of the Earth and wondered what it would be like to be one of them. The people of the Earth were always so busy moving to and fro with many things to do. She watched their short lives begin and end in hours for time moved very differently in the unseen realm.

One day, the princess noticed a man helping a stranger. She didn’t understand what was happening so she watched as he took the stranger into his home and cared for him. He gave the stranger clean clothes and warm food and a bed to sleep in. Intrigued by the man, she watched him for many lifetimes. He was always kind, always caring, and he helped all those around him with a smile. The princess eventually grew to love him and her desire to be human increased even more.

“Father,” the princess asked one day. “I’d like to spend a day on the earth.”

The King, great and wise that he was, looked at her with love. “The Earth isn’t like our world,” he told her. “You will know many things you do not know here, things that will cause you pain and sadness.”

The princess didn’t know what pain and sadness was. Where she lived, there was happiness and rainbows. “But Father, all I do is watch the people of the Earth from the outside. I would like to be on the inside as one of them.”

No matter what the King’s response was, the princess insisted until the King gave in to her desire. “One day, my darling. Then no more.”

The princess nodded. One day was more than enough time for her to find the man and live out a human life. “Thank you, Father!” The princess leaped for joy and hugged the King. “You will watch over me, won’t you?” she asked him. He nodded. “I can’t wait to go! I want to go now!”

In all her excitement, she had forgotten that in order to become one of the people of the Earth, she had to be born as one of them. She would no longer have her powers or her immortality. Nevertheless, the King granted her wish and gently sent the princess down to the Earth with love.

The princess was born to a very loving family with many siblings. From the beginning, being human was so strange that it was overwhelming. The poor princess cried daily at her troubles. She didn’t understand how the human body worked or why she was so lonely being separated from her father. She didn’t even remember that she was a princess. The desire to go home was so great that she had forgotten why she came to Earth in the first place.

The King, seeing his daughter’s distraught, sent her a vision in a dream. “You wanted this,” he reminded her. “One full day, no more and no less.”

Oh, how she cried her eyes out at her father’s words! She wanted to leave and she wanted to leave now, but the wise King didn’t allow her.
“You asked for this, my darling. You will have to be patient and wait it out. Remember why you wanted to come. Become human and live as one of them. Learn as one of them. Promise me.”

With a sigh, the princess conceded and said “I promise I will live and wait the day to be over.” The dream ended and the princess was very sad. She wanted to go home, but she had promised to stay.

With each passing lifetime, the princess remembered less and less of her real home. Her dreams were filled with fragments of memories. She remembered faintly of the man, but could never find him. In each life, she felt the strong desire that home wasn’t Earth. One day was the same as a thousand years. The poor princess has only lived a handful of lifetimes and must live through much more before she could return.

 
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Posted by on May 1, 2015 in Stories

 

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The Story Unknown

“I was birthed on a planet where the flowers bloomed blue from the magic running through my world. You call it vos.

There, we had a kingdom and a king who ruled peacefully. There, I was a princess, beloved by all and engaged to be married to a prince of a neighboring kingdom. We, who are royalty, control the vos.

And on the eve before my wedding day, we were attacked by beings from another world. They destroyed my home, enslaved my people, and drained all the vos from that world for themselves.

My father’s most trusted advisor and high magician, the strongest of all the magicians in our world, opened up a portal for me and my fiancee to escape. As long as I was alive, there was hope for my people in that one day, I will inherit the power of my people and I will return to save them from this race of armor wearing warmongers. But fate was not so kind. And what happened next hurled me into lifetimes after lifetimes on various planets and realms.” – Xao

“Our magic wasn’t a virus. It was a living thing, one that embodied us and worked with us through us. It is us. And because it is us, it moves automatically to protect us, to help us, and to defend us without even us thinking.

We had many and much magic. We were shapeshifters. We preferred the blue bats or the blue wolves. But we were also powerful enough to control time and to circumvent time. To transverse time.

I fell in a pool of water when I left that world. I fell in this one: earth. And I was told to go to an apartment and wait for my beloved to come find me. I stayed in a room by myself for a long time, fearing that people would see past the magic because we were not exactly human. We had ears like elves and very long arms that reached down to our knees. We were a bit odd, but we were what we were and being in a different world didn’t help my feeling insecure that my fiancee never made it.

Then one day, I saw him. He was with a woman whom I bumped into once who lived in the same hall of my apartment. Her name was Camelia and he was buying her a wedding ring. It had been months since I’ve seen him and although human, I knew it was him. We from the same place, knows those from the same place. And I followed them to the ring shop. And at the end, when he kissed her and slipped the ring on her finger in the shop, my heart broke in two and I left, silently as I had came and silently because he didn’t even know I was there.

In my despair, I vowed to never come back to this world. I vowed to never come back to earth. And in a scream of heartbreak and longing and loss and despair, I transversed worlds and took my own memory of all that happened here. I had no desire to see it and no desire to remember any of it.

I remember ocean. I fell in the ocean. And I wanted the ocean to drown me, to take away the sadness and the pain in my heart that I no longer knew was the source, but the bleeding ache was still there. Yet, someone found me and while I was not on earth, I was in a similar world, one with people, but also one with its own magic. I didn’t even remember my own name. And I lived longer than everyone. I watched generations die and pass on and I was there still, watching the ocean and wondering where I came from and who I was.

Then one night, the ocean came alive. The ocean glowed and glittered with flashing lights, beautiful lights of greens and pinks and reds and blues and yellows. From out of the depths rose creatures, some familiar, others not. In their wake, whatever they touched, they left behind a sort of clear slime. That slime devoured everything and withered the grass and the world before my very eyes. I was afraid and I ran into the woods and climbed the highest trees and hid from the terror of the deep.

The village was plundered and destroyed. Fire was set to burn the creatures back. The earth shook and trembled with their great fierceness. And I was a coward. I had no memory of having magic or of remembering that I possessed great magic. And in the end, destruction swept throughout the city. But before dawn, the creatures slithered and crawled and made their way back to their ocean depths.

I woke with the sun shining in my face and seeing the damage, I cried for my loss. I had lived in that town my whole life and now, it was gone. A piece of my heart felt empty and the hole that was there only grew bigger. With no more tears left to shed, I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy the last of the sunshine before I drowned myself into the ocean that birthed me so I could go where the rest of the people went.

The sun was short lived as a shadow blocked my light. In my surprise, there was a man in a white suit and a hat, dressed oddly and impeccably and staring at me. I must’ve been a mess with matted hair covered in goo and I must’ve looked horrid because he frowned at me. He touched the goo in my hair and quickly wiped it off his fingers with a handkerchief, throwing the napkin on the ground where it caught fire and he stamped it out with his foot. He looked at it oddly.

“My name is Charly,” he said. “Do you speak?”

I looked at him dumbfounded.

“Do you know how to speak?” He paused for a moment. I didn’t understand anything he was saying. He was speaking the tongue of the people in the city, the people that were now long gone.

“Let’s try this again,” he muttered. “My name is Charly. Can you speak?”

“I understand you,” I replied. He now spoke the earth language that I had forgotten I knew of.

He smiled and held out a hand to me. “Come,” he said. “I will take you with me and you will be mine. You will be safe from all harm and you will have all things. I am Charly and I will now look after you.”

“Charly,” I repeated his name. He was beautiful and pleasing to the eyes, but the hole in my heart was too wide to hold love for any other. I didn’t know that it once held love before I was betrayed.

“Yes, Charly. Now come along. There is somewhere we have to go and someone I’d like you to meet.” He bent down and helped me up, not even aware that I was dirtying his nice white suit. He only smiled and talked to me and took me in his arms and hugged me tight. Charly. And I was his now. He was going to take care of me. It’s what he said.

Charly took me and cleaned me up and we rested in an inn in the marketplace. He fed me and clothed me and he was indeed very nice to me and always so respectful.

I learned that Charly was not of that world, but he was a traveler, He could slip through worlds and we were going to meet another, his only and best friend, Demonico–another who could slip through worlds and open gateways. These were all things I had forgotten and all things I didn’t remember. But, being with them, living with them, loving them, were some of the best years of my life.

And then we settled in the Otherworld–a place neither here nor there, but a place innocent and untouched by the cruelty and horrors of other worlds and the creatures there. It was a safe haven for all who entered its borders.

My story does not stop there, but I must for this is too long for you to read. I shall wait eagerly for your reply.” – Xao

 
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Posted by on June 8, 2014 in Diary, Ongoing Story Progression

 

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