Far behind the stars, there is something unknown, mysterious, yet shining, reaching out to me.
Was it a dream?
Was it a message?
Was it me?
Was it my imagination?
Nothing made sense. Just a scattered mirror trying to show an unknown truth.
The narration of the past character stops here.
Now the narration of the author begins.
Far behind the stars, a light glows just as she thought , still shining with the hope of reaching her.
But not only her,
It tries to reach every version of her.
Far from imagination lies a world of Seekers, Belongers, Providers, and the Unknowns.
The most powerful rules.
The most obedient follows.
The most courageous questions.
A cold war is yet to begin among the Seekers.
One wants to obey...
another wants to rebel.
Who is going to win?
When a dilemma arises, people choose the path that comforts them...
but will their choice truly comfort them?
The rebels seek truth rather than comfort.
But truth is not meant for everyone.
Some still chase a false comfort rather than face true discomfort.