Kids started school which is epic and they both have lots of books they want to read. I would love to hear what everyone is reading with their children, it is so important to spend that time.
I promised a tidbit from my When Stars Collide Series so I am going to give you all a piece of my heart that is not edited so don't hate on my errors. I was typing 2k words per hour.
She
sat in her room on the purple satin covered bench just under the birch-framed
window taking in the meadow of her youth one last time. Every Being must grow
up at some point and leave their pod and amount to greatness. That’s what the
past thirteen years of training were about it just seemed to come sooner then
she thought it would. A soft warm sensation came across her sixteen year old
smooth and pale pink cheek. Her thoughts wondered, She had grown up in this
home called a pod it was a celesteculous site really. The walls entwined with
plants and glass that could turn into monitors or video cameras at the command
of any being. As her hand brushed the window sill she lost control of her
ability to block memories, immediately she was swirled into viewing a younger
version of herself running about the gardens, dancing across the stepping
stones and spying into the tree line that when she looked back her pod sat
perfectly in the center of the meadow, a small willow tree off to the side and
her guardians work pods just a little behind the main home pod. Her young self
reached for a dew drop in the air and a joyful memory came over her soon she
was splashing and jumping about in the horseshoe shaped pond that sat just
beyond the tree line. The most amazing
magic encumbers you when you stand just after your toes touch the water bank,
all you have to do is look up and your eyes will be canopied of millions of
tiny lights mysteriously entwined in the vines that grow from tree to tree
along the banks of the pond. Suddenly Celeste is filled with fear the sky above
her is daunting and grey she fights against it and lets out a large breath, her
eyes flail open and she is safe just looking out the window. The sky is a
little odd but it is nothing like her vision.
Celeste sighs and tries to let out all the
anxiety that swarmed her mind in one huff but her stomach clenches at the
thoughts that a swarming her mind mostly the ones that include the goodbyes but
also the odd memory vision. It was
pretty much her only power yet her guardians had made her swear she would never
share it. For months she had to practice blocking it from happening when she
touched objects because when it did happen she almost looked like she was
dying. They had an odd fear of her memory reading as they called it. One would
think they would want a being that could do something humans couldn’t.
Maybe
she should be fearful of the memory but she was more fearful of where she would
be tomorrow. A heavy pain hits her head as if she had stared at the sun Idris
to long, she cringes but is drawn to the sky, it is darker than usual and an
eerie glow was inbounding Celeste figured it must be the first sun Idris
arriving to shine the morning hours away. Yet it had an almost fiery glow to
it. Something wasn’t right but what? She couldn’t put her finger on it. The thoughts that kept coming to mind were the
day’s graduation selections but the sky was almost calling to her she just
didn’t know how to listen. All She could process was what happens when a being has
no individualistic talents, no skills insured she would be a cast out or an
orbit sweeper for life. Celeste knew she wasn’t like dark skinned, curly haired
beautiful green-eyed Rana, who happened to be her best concordia of 13 years. Rana
could heal; she wasn’t like Azah not only tall dark and handsome but he also
could read futures, she wasn’t even like brainiac buff tanned skinned spiky
haired Leo. In Celeste’s mind there was nothing specifically special about her
she just was. In her mind she felt as mute in her energy channeling as the
voice of Astoria; the girl who had lived on earth for a few years before coming
back to planet Beid. Celeste thought Astoria had amazing brown hair with soft
curls. She just had no voice. Celeste
and Rana were always so jealous of her wired looking green eyes and the fact
that no one really asked anything of her because she wouldn’t speak but she
could channel energy. Something deeply
troubled Celeste about Astoria since the first day of the twelfth level even
though Astoria was silent and her thoughts were blocked, She looked as though
she wanted to speak, Celeste always though something had to of happened to her
something must have changed her. Daunting question is what could change a young
girl to be silent. A soft chill rose up Celeste back maybe the Leaders would
send them to the same assignment. On the bright side orbit pushers live a few
years before being devoured by a space rock or supernova. Celeste shook off the
thoughts and snapped her self back to reality with the falling of her pile of
books that had plummeted to hardwood rose colored floor from her bed, she
jumped off the bench.
Deep breaths she thought only one more lesson,
“hey maybe you will surprise your self and achieve it”, the overwhelming pit of
doubt in her stomach rose it seemed to be telling her not likely. Her only want
was for it to hopefully not be to long.
Instructor Arie mentioned that it should only last through the first
sun, then the final exam should be over by second moon, Ceremony around eclipse
and then off to the car station to universe knows where. Yep, that about summed
up the schedule Celeste thought to herself she could see the first sun rising
slowly through the daunting grey sky, which meant it was about time to grab her
crystal flaked well water and hit the tree line.
She took one
last glance in the mirror wearing her favorite Purple pilus that hugged her
upper body comfortably but not too tight, Her lime green colored bracas also a
comfortable fit and her matching purple flops that made feet look perfectly
shaped like a water shoe with toe holders. She gave herself two thumbs up pulled the brush though her long blonde
ringlet hair and turned to the disaster that had unfolded itself upon her very
bright blue bedding, so much so that you really couldn’t see the bedding
anymore just blotches here and there between her rainbow of pilus’, books and
flops. “Well better get it all packed in,” she huffed out loud. Celeste really
wished her patris’ (fathers) robot organizer had been approved for use upon the
planet Beid but sadly her patris was ordered to destroy it because according to
the leaders “Robots are for humans and they are not for beings,” She mimicked
Leader Biedal in her head ridiculously bold tone of voice and all. Her final grass green satchel was almost
bursting at the seams as she was now stuffing everything in. Including a
journal she had found in her matris’s healing books, Celeste loved to read the
entries about the owner’s young love and her trip to earth. She knew it wasn’t
her matris’s though because her matris had never been to earth. Someday she
thought, I will go to earth and love like this women loved and live as she did
human like and all.
Celeste
remembered helping her matris in the healing pod she felt like a fairy from one
of her books every time she jumped the decorated stones to get there. Celeste
wanted to be like her Matris or Patris but is seemed she was so unordinary she
might as well have been human. Her first week into lessons Instructor Sky told
her she might as well start sweeping meteors now because there was no room for
misfits upon planet Beid. He didn’t even understand why they would allow her in
the higher education pod, it wasn’t like she could channel any special
energies. Celeste tried to wave this off but it was hard at times seeing the
other beings achieve every assignment on the first attempt yet after 50 or so
tries the instructors would give up on her. When this happened Celeste would
day dream about the journal entries, her favorite one spoke that a prophecy had
been written and it for told that one very ordinary Being will save us all.
Celeste liked to pretend that one day she would wake up and be so important and
so powerful she would not need to worry about her place on Beid any longer. Of
course this was a dream and not reality but it helped pass the time and shield
her Instructors dismay in her failures.
More to come :) Have an amazing Labor day and remember to smile I love all of your support.
