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Borealis the Sparalis

I was running. Running faster than I had ever run before; so fast that I almost felt like I was flying. I sprinted down dark street after street, failing to look back. My legs moving faster than my mind, I ran for what seemed like an eternity. I couldn’t help but replay the scenes of my families unexpected, sudden and horrific death over and over again. My own thoughts had become a parasite. Working their way through every corner of my mind until they overcame me and I collapsed with grief. My loving parents and siblings… gone. Taken from me in what seemed like the blink of an eye. I lay there, on the cold cement, unable to cry, but internally shattered beyond repair. I wished I could have been with them. I wished it would have been me rather than them. Unfortunately, life is anything but fair. My family, of all people, knew that lesson quite well. Fortunately, we had each other's, love… or did. Now, I had no one but myself. I lay still in one spot for hours. Time, while seemingly frozen for me, continued moving. Soon, the sun could be seen peeking above the horizon. Only a few more hours and the streets would be flooded with people bustling around, not knowing my family was dead, nor caring. Slowly and unwillingly, I picked myself up off the ground. I walked, with no particular destination in mind, trusting my legs would lead me somewhere safe.

I wandered for what seemed like hours. People brushed passed me on the street. None of them understanding or aware of the turmoil going on within me. Eventually, I stopped and looked up to gather my bearings to find I was in front of my home. It was lifeless, void of the laughter and joy usually emanating from it. I entered. Even though my family had been gone less than twenty-four hours, it still seemed like they had gone an eternity. There was no warm fire crackling away in the fireplace. There were no younger siblings rampaging through the halls and there were no parents to warmly greet anyone entering. It no longer felt like home. I walked to my room. I didn’t have much. In fact, most of my possessions were replaceable. I grabbed my most prized possession, my spotted red bandana, tied it around my neck, and left. The bandana was the last gift my grandmother had given me before she passed away quite some years ago; I couldn’t bear to leave it behind as I had no intention of ever returning to this place. I needed to go somewhere new. Somewhere nobody knew who was I was. In the moment, I decided I was leaving this planet entirely. I’ve always had a knack for adventuring, for discovering new things, and meeting new people. Sometimes, getting into a little bit of trouble comes with the job. But, there is an entire galaxy full of unknown adventures awaiting. If I was going to do anything now that my family was gone, it was going to be that.

Fortunately, the planet I reside on has always been known for trade. There are constantly people from all over the galaxy coming and going. As quickly as my legs could carry me, I made my way to the shipping yard, hoping that I’d be able to find someone kind enough to take me as far away from here as possible. It took quite some time to find someone who seemed trustworthy enough. Many of the characters in the shipping yard are often… questionable. Not the kind of people that I would willingly trust to take me across the universe. Fortunately, I was able to find an old family friend, whom my siblings and I often referred to as an “Uncle” that was more than willing to take me anywhere I wanted to go. So, with his help, I began my travel across the galaxy. Unknown adventures, trials, artifacts and people awaited me. I’d no idea what was ahead of me and what trouble my Uncle and his crew and I would be getting into, but I couldn’t wait. The prospect of so much unknown knowledge being at my fingers excited me beyond belief and almost made me forget my family was gone. Adventure was now my comforter. Wherever she went, I was going to follow.