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Iam Emily. Emily, the strange. More than strange, mysterious. My life has always been perceived through a broken and shattered mirror. An uncanny resemblance to my dreams.
Though overhead, the sky was a delicate aquamarine blue with small pearl white clouds scudding on the breeze, afternoon shadows began to lengthen, accentuating my world - black, icy and cold. Phosphorescence from a tealight, dripping with wax since as long as I had known, palely illuminated the one place I could be alone, my isolation from the rest of the world, my room. In the most dismal corner, emanating out of the gloomy darkness, was me.

Friends. Who needs them? I was never a philanthropist – just pure Emily. And I was more of a xenophobic. I had a friend – the irony of it all, one who was once no more than a stilled kitten. I had found, many years back, a kitten with soft blue eyes, the very joy of my life since I was orphaned. My most suitable and sole playmate. Her silver-grey fur was short, but so exquisitely glossy that it gleamed like satin.

Her sapphirine eyes glimmered like a thousand stars. They were the crystals of both night and day – illuminating every inch of darkness in my life back then. The windows to her sight were precious gems able to shine even in the darkest hour. They resembled some fabulous dusky jewel too rare to find and twinkled like diamonds, giving her a regal air that was in keeping with the proud erectness of her bearing. Her eyes were my eyes and they held a rainbow, releasing a spectrum of splendour with her every glance.

I came home one forlorn day to find my only joy lifeless. Fallen from my high table top. Her bones were still brittle with youth. She was only a kitten, my Starburst, and she had fallen into the shadows. Her death lured me into a nightmare world of the occult. I could not handle it. Helplessly hypnotized, I plunged deep into a world of Ouija boards and Witch craft. Fallen into a black abyss from which there seemed no escape. I matured into what would have been an insult to transfiguration.

I began chanting over Starburst’s body. I put forth every gram of power I had at my command to bring her back to life, that being the supreme taloa. I concentrated until I thought my body was going to detonate. Then, I relaxed. The tranquillity of the moment had consumed me.


A phantom figure, her silver fur was now jet black. Though her air of magnificence was still there, darkness had consumed her, just as it had me. No longer my Starburst, she became a Mystery. Her jaws opened, resembling the nightmare of a smile as she let out a soft purr. She brushed her ebony fur against my legs. And I noticed.

All that remained of Starburst were her sapphirine eyes.

Love her//.