Lack of sleep for days
Losing faith, does it exist –
Evelyn wishes to know the exact time and date of meeting with the love of her life. Her heart’s desire takes her millions of light years away from home, when a deadly virus starts spreading across the universe, freezing the hearts that are yet to find true love…
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From her very early years, Evelyn knew whom she wanted to be when she grew up. She was a child of a school principal father, who taught her responsibility and discipline, and a romance novelist mother, who instilled in her the desire for true love. Her books inspired Evelyn to dream of the world in colours as seen by those with love nestled in their souls.
By the age of fifteen, she had developed a clear idea of the manner in which she would like to meet her one and only. It will be the evening after a chilly torrential rain, Evelyn wrote in her diary. A sudden quickening pulse will break my reverie. I will run outside, following the thrill of anticipation. As I breathe in the petrichor, out of the corner of my eye, I will catch a glimpse of an enigmatic figure approaching me out of the twilight. From this single glance, my heart will melt like an ice-cream cone on a hot summer day, and then I will know he is the one. But that wasn’t enough. As much as Evelyn was enchanted by the concept of true love, she remained her father’s daughter. Planning ahead grew to be a part of her nature, and Evelyn resolved to learn the exact time and date of the meeting with the love of her life.
Fortunately, there was a place that could teach her the art of seeing into the future. It bore the name of the Intergalactic Institute of Excellence. Located on Prometheus, in the Scholarium system of the Andromeda galaxy, some 2.5 million light years away from Earth, the Institute was not only the most exquisite piece of architectural thought in the whole universe but also the ultimate destination for those who wished to learn a thing or two beyond the knowledge of earthlings. The IIE was an educational paradise for anyone who was lucky enough to get in.
Evelyn applied for the Starlit Reading course and subsequently became one of those lucky few, to the bitter disappointment of both her parents. They called Evelyn’s choice irresponsible, even her mother, who urged Evelyn to accept a place at the local college. Their words stung, and yet the pain was what made her even more determined to go.
Things packed, she took a bus to the airport. At the tickets counter, there was just a single passenger in the line, a three-handed alien woman, complaining about a mix-up in her booking.
‘What about if I allow you to travel to Prometheus free of charge?’ the agent suggested. He had a soothing voice, but Evelyn couldn’t see his face from behind the woman’s wild gesticulation.
‘Oh! Thank you so much, kind human. You truly are a gift from God.’
It was Evelyn’s turn, when her phone buzzed. She greeted the agent, but her gaze was focused on the phone screen. “Do not come back,” was all the message said. The words shot through her like a blizzard. Evelyn shivered and blinked the tears from her eyes.
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Somewhere, sometime on this planet,
Through mist and the midnight blue sun
At the end of one chapter, effulgent,
Lighting day will return that someone.
Crepuscular shadows are lurching,
Lulled by his adventurous gaze,
In retrospection no longer indulging,
She will greet tomorrow’s embrace.
She moves steadily, clad in new mettle
And engulfed in the splendour of life,
He is there, and together they’re walking
Past delirium and purposeless strife.
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Hades International Centre
Persephone Road, HP6691
November 23, 2042
I hope you are well. I am not completely sure that this letter will find you, but since you left for Hades, I don’t know how to reach you otherwise, and this also might be the safest way to contact you.
We miss you, Lizzy. Darren misses you.
Things are drastically changing here on Ares. The government calls it a virus. They lock people up, so we’re trying not to attract unnecessary attention. Love is not a virus, Lizzy. It’s a revelation. If only you stayed, you would’ve witnessed magic in the eyes of your son. Darren asks me about you everyday. How long do you want me to lie to him?
Who am I kidding? I am angry with you! I feel the heat flushing through my body when I think of how you left us. You are my older sister and I need you now more than ever, Lizzy. I need you to come back to Darren and give him the motherly love he yearns for, because, this new world, Lizzy, where love is ruling, it’s completely different from everything we’ve known before.
I remember feeling unfinished as if they forgot to install a vital piece into the machinery that is my body. I used to watch people from the porch; I suffered from insomnia and fatigue. I was lonely and didn’t even see it. Then that rebel came out of nowhere. They call her the skyey emancipator. You should’ve heard of her – I am sure that her influence reached as far to the corners of our system as Hades. Now I know the meaning of euphoria, racing pulse and a fluttering in the stomach, yet I still can’t risk showing my true feelings.
Darren goes to school everyday. He seems to be doing fine, but some of the kids continue to tease him because of his red hair. I tell him that his mother is the most beautiful redhead on the planet. He just laughs. I guess if Darren where a girl, he would appreciate this more.
On the serious note, I am a little scared for our future. The radio was disabled last night. The government’s spies are eavesdropping on phone and video calls. Life as we know it doesn’t exist anymore. Wherever the revolution leads the world, I strongly hope that at some point it would make us cross paths with you.
I wish for you to come back to your family, Lizzy.
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