Lux | Ecency

In the distant country of Mouglins, was the lonely girl, seeking the call of her ancestors.

Waiting for that sign to tell you where to go and what to do.

...

I let a sigh escape my lips as I walked on the cold grass, wet with dew, each time I took a step, however small it was, I felt the humidity invading the sole of my foot.

Where? Where is what I crave?

I kept asking myself, what was I? A human being?

Do not.

I could have his appearance, but my "special" abilities did not say that.

My questions and thoughts were invaded by a cold breeze, which made me shudder and embrace myself, I had nowhere to go since I had been driven out of the village.

Miserably, the hatred and fear of human beings can get to lock them in a bubble that hardly come out, the only cure for that evil is to eliminate the source of their evil, in this case, I was the source of their evils.

The people who were looking for me, destroyed the village and were even capable of killing an innocent soul just to protect me, just for that little fact.

At first, this did not matter to them and they protected me, but seeing that little by little they lost theirs, a majority, for a minority, they decided to get rid of me... And, I do not blame them, I would simply have wanted a more emotional farewell what I had.

Now, I was in the open in a forest, looking for the place where it came from.

This would have been easier if my parents were alive, but both died protecting me from the dark ones. The simple thought of losing my parents does not affect me at all, I did not know them and I did not treat them affectionately, but I felt the loneliness of their absence.

That breeze ceased the moment I saw a light; a light that was able to stop the time around and stay still until the attention of its objective ... I knew that light very well, that was the light that I stored in my hands, that was the light that came out in sparks when moving my fingers.

That was my light.

I did not know why, but I could not move from my place, in a certain way my body was in shock and my mind was the only one that could react, I knew I could follow the light that was in front of me, but my legs were not They bothered to move.

Was this the call of my ancestors or was I just entering into what they called "state of shock"? Whatever it was, I needed to get closer to that light, the desire inside of me was asking me to run towards it.

Meanwhile, that illumination remained firm in making me approach her. But, I could not move.

And, I came up with the great idea of moving my hands, which released a flash when I felt how my body reacted, *perfect. *

That was what I needed so that my being began to express itself; and expressing myself was what I did. Now that I had a better freedom, my feet began to move to the beat of an imaginary song, a song that only existed in my mind.

Slowly, I was being surrounded by a million luminous particles, which danced together with me.

I was around two minutes dancing, until the light went out, one by one, slowly.

Then, a small path began to materialize before me, and the breeze blew again, moving my hair and covering half of my face, I stretched out my hand, pale and cold and imaginatively traced the path, as if I already knew it. memory.

Something told me that I should go there, so I decided to start walking, one foot after the other, slowly, calmly.

To the devil the slowness. And I started to walk faster, followed by that I started to jog and then to run, going up the path that the lights of fate had traced me.

The moon colored the atmosphere of a color as white as my hair and as silver as the grass of this place, I stopped my step to hear the sweet voice of a lady, I slowly turned and saw prostrating before me a beautiful woman.

She smiled, looking lovely with her skin as white as light and eyes as blue as the sea, and her hair, was equal to or whiter than mine.

His lips slowly opened to form a few words, which came as a beautiful melody to my ears.

Welcome, Lyn.