thoughts were, because she said, “No, they
didn’t split into a group of good and evil. There was simply a difference in
beliefs. One group had a more… Let us say, traditional view. They took to
Auro’s borders, and eventually to the dark half of the world.”
I wanted to press her more on exactly what ‘traditional views’ they had
held, but I stopped myself from asking. I didn’t want her to think I was
actually buying into this.
“Eventually, the race that separated was named kiren, and, after many
years, their wings turned black to help them blend in with their surroundings.”
She took another drink and said, “Lullary are golden-winged, like me.
There are also brown-winged lullary. Back when foliuminhabited Earth,
they could tell one another apart by eye color. Their eyes were a light
blue-gray, almost white, like yours are now. Also, if you were close enough to
the person, you could tell by the smell, but eye color is more reliable.”
I remembered how Henry reacted to my scent when he was at my house. “What
does being ‘new’ mean?” I asked Samantha.
She stilled and quietly asked, “Where did you hear that?”
“Henry said it at my house.”
“Being new means being unclaimed by another. Single, if you will.” She
seemed unwilling to say more on the subject.
Dropping it, I told her, “I can’t be a folium . My eyes are brown,
not white.” Ha! I had caught her in a lie. I was desperate to prove that they
had the wrong person.
“Have you looked at your eyes since your change, dear?”
“Well, yes. Well-I look-well… no.” I was too busy looking at my
curves. How vain of me. “No! I did, actually. They were a light hazel,” My
voice was smug.
“Marie, a mirror, please.” Marie left the room and came back with a
small compact mirror. Dreading the truth, I slowly held it up to my eyes.
White eyes stared back at me. I gasped and jumped back, almost dropping
the mirror. My eyes! My familiar brown colored eyes were gone! They were
replaced by these otherworldly imposters. The eyes that were in the mirror were
such a light blue that they could be considered white.
My pupil stood out in a dark contrast, along with a dark blue ring
where the edge of my iris used to be. I sat down on the nearest couch. Your
eyes are the same as before, I told myself, they are just white instead
of brown. You still have the pupil there, and exotic eyes are a good thing.
They make you stand out from the crowd. My thoughts didn’t comfort me much.
After I calmed myself into the realm of normal, Samantha asked, “Are
you alright?”
I wanted to yell, do I look alright?! I grew wings overnight, my
eyes aren’t even a human shade anymore, I look like a petite supermodel (which
I’m not even sure is a good thing), I was kidnapped, drugged, and I’m on my way
to a planet that I haven’t even heard of before today! Actually, I didn’t even
know you could live on another planet until today! Do you think I’m
okay?!
I took a deep breath and told the biggest lie in my short 19 years of
living, “I’m fine.”
Show no weakness. Weakness is helplessness, and I’m not helpless.
She nodded, like she didn’t expect me to say any differently. “Now, I
need your full attention to what I’m about to say. It is very important.”
Like all that other stuff wasn’t important.
“This may come as a shock, seeing as you were raised differently. When
our race separated from humans, we no longer advanced as they did. After we
moved to Auro, humans changed their moral ways, but we did not.”
Oh no. I could see where this was going. There was no way I
could live in a purely male dominated society. I would not do it. I was
not raised to be a meek, submissive woman.
I wanted to go home and pretend that this was all a bad dream. I wish
I could tap my black rubber shoes together and be sent home. Stay strong ,
I told myself. You don’t have to be like the other women on Auro .
She continued, “It is not
didn’t split into a group of good and evil. There was simply a difference in
beliefs. One group had a more… Let us say, traditional view. They took to
Auro’s borders, and eventually to the dark half of the world.”
I wanted to press her more on exactly what ‘traditional views’ they had
held, but I stopped myself from asking. I didn’t want her to think I was
actually buying into this.
“Eventually, the race that separated was named kiren, and, after many
years, their wings turned black to help them blend in with their surroundings.”
She took another drink and said, “Lullary are golden-winged, like me.
There are also brown-winged lullary. Back when foliuminhabited Earth,
they could tell one another apart by eye color. Their eyes were a light
blue-gray, almost white, like yours are now. Also, if you were close enough to
the person, you could tell by the smell, but eye color is more reliable.”
I remembered how Henry reacted to my scent when he was at my house. “What
does being ‘new’ mean?” I asked Samantha.
She stilled and quietly asked, “Where did you hear that?”
“Henry said it at my house.”
“Being new means being unclaimed by another. Single, if you will.” She
seemed unwilling to say more on the subject.
Dropping it, I told her, “I can’t be a folium . My eyes are brown,
not white.” Ha! I had caught her in a lie. I was desperate to prove that they
had the wrong person.
“Have you looked at your eyes since your change, dear?”
“Well, yes. Well-I look-well… no.” I was too busy looking at my
curves. How vain of me. “No! I did, actually. They were a light hazel,” My
voice was smug.
“Marie, a mirror, please.” Marie left the room and came back with a
small compact mirror. Dreading the truth, I slowly held it up to my eyes.
White eyes stared back at me. I gasped and jumped back, almost dropping
the mirror. My eyes! My familiar brown colored eyes were gone! They were
replaced by these otherworldly imposters. The eyes that were in the mirror were
such a light blue that they could be considered white.
My pupil stood out in a dark contrast, along with a dark blue ring
where the edge of my iris used to be. I sat down on the nearest couch. Your
eyes are the same as before, I told myself, they are just white instead
of brown. You still have the pupil there, and exotic eyes are a good thing.
They make you stand out from the crowd. My thoughts didn’t comfort me much.
After I calmed myself into the realm of normal, Samantha asked, “Are
you alright?”
I wanted to yell, do I look alright?! I grew wings overnight, my
eyes aren’t even a human shade anymore, I look like a petite supermodel (which
I’m not even sure is a good thing), I was kidnapped, drugged, and I’m on my way
to a planet that I haven’t even heard of before today! Actually, I didn’t even
know you could live on another planet until today! Do you think I’m
okay?!
I took a deep breath and told the biggest lie in my short 19 years of
living, “I’m fine.”
Show no weakness. Weakness is helplessness, and I’m not helpless.
She nodded, like she didn’t expect me to say any differently. “Now, I
need your full attention to what I’m about to say. It is very important.”
Like all that other stuff wasn’t important.
“This may come as a shock, seeing as you were raised differently. When
our race separated from humans, we no longer advanced as they did. After we
moved to Auro, humans changed their moral ways, but we did not.”
Oh no. I could see where this was going. There was no way I
could live in a purely male dominated society. I would not do it. I was
not raised to be a meek, submissive woman.
I wanted to go home and pretend that this was all a bad dream. I wish
I could tap my black rubber shoes together and be sent home. Stay strong ,
I told myself. You don’t have to be like the other women on Auro .
She continued, “It is not
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