Life itself isn't worth living. Its things like love and family that give it value and meaning. They aren't necessary for survival, but they give reasons to survive.
She is running forward, faster than she could imagine, with rain pouring down around her, soaking her skin and chilling her to the bone.
A glance over the shoulder, only darkness seen, but the enemy is still on the prowl, and she is still on the run.
She pushes through the crowd of people dressed in black, not bothering to wait for them to move on their own. She has to run, and run she shall.
She comes to a screeching halt in a dark alleyway, with no where to turn.
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring…
She hears the clock strike twelve and she turns slowly to face her demons and she now knows.
She is out of time.
The silence is deafening.
"I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever."
- Amy Tan
Dawn Aeva opens her eyes wearily and stretches, reaching upward toward the glowing capsules that hang above her bed.
"Good morning," She says with a yawn. She brushes her hands across several of the capped jars, the colorful stars within them shimmering excitedly. The glasses ping against one another in a random melody, and Dawn smiles at the welcoming sound.
Outside, the air is still cool and inviting. She slips out from under her covers and through the glassless window of her small bedroom, and falls a few feet to the still damp with dew grass.
Dawn takes in a deep breath, taking in and enjoying the clean morning air.
She strolls through the trees and brush, following a well used path that lead to the rest of the tiny village of Flintair.
Most of the townspeople would be awake and working by now. She saw quite a few people working in the fields, but her father was not among them. He slept in more often then not, hence Dawn and her habit to avoid using the door and waking him.
He could be very angry if woken before his usual time of noon.
"Hallo Lady Dawn!" calls a familiar voice.
Dawn catches sight of Frederic, the tall blonde boy who worked the apple stand.
"Come on, just call me Dawn, Frederic! You know I hate formalities!" She says, grabbing one of the nicest looking apples and taking a bite out of it.
"I know you also hate it when people ask about that new star you found." He says with a lopsided grin, leaning forward. "Care to share with me? I've known you for years now, so why not? You can trust me."
"Nope!" She says easily, digging into her pouch. Dawn pulls out a silver star shaped coin and flicks it to him. "I'm not telling anyone, not even Leo."
He catches the coin and sighs, shaking his head. "Shame. I'm sure you'd get quite the pretty penny for selling it to Clovis."
"I'm never selling any of my stars, so he can forget it!" Dawn says waving a hand back as she walks away and toward the opposite side of town where her best friend Leo stayed. "I will have to let him see them though…so I can know more about them."
"Leo!" Dawn says, letting herself into the home of her childhood friend. The place is unbearably clean and she knows he must be there somewhere, because the usual dust that gathered overnight had already been cleaned up.
"Leo! Where are y-."
"What're you yelling for?"
Dawn jumps up, squeaking in surprise. Leo stood right behind her, holding in his hands something behind his back.
"You scared me…" She says with a huff. "Where were you?"
"Getting your birthday present." He answers with a small smile. Dawn can't help but smile as well—he was just fun to be around and when he smiled you wanted to smile too.
"You didn't have to get me a present," She protests.
But its too late. Leo pulls out the little present from behind his back and hands it to her.
She knows what it is before she opens it. She pulls off the purple ribbon and the wrapping paper falls away, revealing a small 'starjar' as they called them.
"Her name is Phoenix. She's a young star, but she's really powerful."
Dawn uncaps the jar and the tiny star Phoenix floats up, landing on Dawn's shoulder and tugging on her hair.
"Hello," Dawn says with a giggle. "I'm Dawn."
The little star just keeps tugging on Dawn's blonde hair with all her might, growling. "What'd you put me in a jar for? You wanna fight big girl? You'll lose in a fight with me, no doubt about it!"
Phoenix's flaming red hair swirls around her tiny face and pushes it back behind one pointed ear.
"She's got a lot of spunk," Dawn says to Leo.
"Hey, don't talk about me like I'm not here!" The little three inch girl squeaks.
"She singed me when I was tying the ribbon on." Leo admits with a chuckle.
"You deserved it!" Phoenix says, crossing her arms and sitting down on Dawn's shoulder with an annoyed noise.
"Thank you, Leo." Dawn says with a wide smile. "Phoenix, I'm guessing you don't want to go back in your jar, right?"
"No way!" She replies, hiding in Dawn's hair to avoid the hated jar.
"I'll be back Leo, I'm going to go take her to my other stars, see if she knows any of them."
"Okay, I'll be here. Take your time." Leo tells her, waving as she starts to run back home.
"Other stars?" Phoenix says slowly.
"Uh huh. I'm a mage—Stars like you help me do things I couldn't normally do."
"Huh." Phoenix says, seeming to warm up to Dawn. "I didn't know there were others like me."
"You mean… You don't know where you came from, or anything about the Celestial World?"
Phoenix shakes her head. "Never heard of it… and I never really wondered about my past… It's just like I showed up here…. And then that boy caught me in a stupid…" She struggles to find the word.
"In a jar?" Dawn finishes for her.
"Yes, that's it. "
"All right then!" Dawn says brightly, "If I help you find out about your past, can you help me find out about mine?"
Phoenix smiles. "Sounds fair to me!"
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