This is Chihiro's story.
"The Light shines in the darkness, but the darkness did not understand it." - John 1 NIV
1: Prologue
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-----------------Eleven Years ago------------------------
"How is she feeling?"
"Okay, but the sun would be better for her….wait until it comes out, then she will be healed."
My lids felt heavy against my eyes, and I could hear rain beating the ceiling above me. Where was I? In my room? What day was it?
I opened my eyes to see the dull pink colored wall, pretty pictures hanging up on it with colored tacks. The pictures were of trees, and grass, flowers and wind gently blowing the cherry blossoms onto the ground. My eyes found their way to a lonesome window, decorated with a quaint curtain made of silver lace. The light above me was off, only a lamp to my right was giving off a faint glow to the room. I tried to sit up, but I felt too sleepy. What was wrong with me? Hadn't I just been up and about? Why do I feel like something has blocked me out? Ugh….my head….
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"Honey? Are you feeling okay? Do you want some orange juice?"
My mother's voice broke through my reverie. Quiet questions filing into my mind like a dagger in through my ear. My head ache was skull-splitting.
"I feel…terrible…." I answered, though it didn't sound like my usually bright and cheery tone.
"Oh. Well, are you thirsty?"
I felt my neck automatically command my head to move back and forth, I was trying to shake my head. "No. But I could use some Tylenol."
"Hmm, sorry dear……I can't….."
"Am I dying?"
All of the sudden, the door flew open –from what I could hear—slamming against the wall behind it. Small footsteps patted towards me slowly, I felt my mother leave my side. "Mom? Mom?! I'm….Am…I-I dying?!" I raised my voice, fear trembling through my throat. I could smell a certain perfume as the figure approached me, definitely expensive….like some sort of hibiscus. An almost muffled breathing came to my ear, and the shape of blackness leaned in.
"You are weak. Not dying. Do not fear."
It was a higher pitched voice, who was this person?! Why am I so scared?
"What's….what's happening to m-me?" I gasped out, a weight seemingly putting itself in my skull.
"The sun is eclipsing."
What did that mean? "What does the sun have to do with anything?"
"You are connected to the sun. Part of it. The light of the world, how do I say it? Without the sun, you are….nothing."
I couldn't find my voice this time. When you're a kid, you think that everyone's joking. There's no such thing as pain…but this was real. No nightmare. No laughs. This was real beyond anything I'd ever experienced…yet I was only young….five at the most….
I felt the small figure turn away from me, meeting at least two people back at my bedroom doorway.
"I will come and get her at the age of ten. From there are training will begin. She is the light, darkness will affect her, please do keep her safe, I trust you to as her parents. You have the light in your hands. The light of all the worlds."
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Light. Light is connected to you and you to it, you and light are one. You are attracted to darkness even though it weakens you. Someone who is or was in darkness will be drawn to you.
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Yup, cheesy and overrated, think of it how you will, this is how my story begins.