Purple Sunset. The Orion Series: Book 1

After tensions rise between the Talifinian government and the hated human alien hybrids know as Sylans, Mintaka and his family take refuge in a friend’s bomb shelter. Here Mintaka meets and falls in love with a married woman, Alnitak.

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2. Chapter 2: A Letter to My Future Self

Orion Document 1

Written in 2130

*in the original version the name was scratched out and remains unknown.

Dear ——*, July 10,2130

I’m fourteen now. Sunday, yesterday, reverend Alino told us a good way to judge our own progress is by writing a letter to our future selves. But, I already understand the amount of change I do in a year. Many people tell me I’m rather precocious. Aunt Nina says it’s a dangerous trait, one that will “destroy the innocence I must maintain.” Lacy Tannin, however, says it’s a very becoming trait, that denotes future intelligence. She’s hardly a year older than me, so what she knows of becoming traits is yet to be confirmed. She considers me precocious, yet she knows so much more than me. In a part of my mind that often keeps itself quiet, I think she means to flatter me.

I almost resent wasting my rare free time writing this. My aunt is away today on business, so I have no schooling and no one watching me like a hawk. At times like this my grandfather gives me free reign of myself. I’m allowed to go to the Tannin’s house or the library as they are not that far. I can read any book in the house, without waiting for aunt Nina to read it first and allow it. If I wish I am able to sit in my room with the door closed. I can reread my mother’s diary, a small yellow paged book that has out lived me. Not even my grandfather has seen it.

I chose to use this precious time to talk to you. I have so many hopes for who I want you to be. I suppose you can keep a secret. I know you’re not the priest my aunt tells me you are, but beyond that I no nothing of you. I hope you’re taller. You used to be very short, don’t forget that. There’s a great deal of beings who forget they were once small. I hope you’ve learned. You had this awful habit of learning so little from your mistakes, but even I’m getting better. I hope you’re as smart as Lacey Tannin says you’ll be. I have one last hope, although I’m aprehensive to write it down, as I fear anyone other than you may read it. I hope that you have gotten out. Gotten out from under Aunt Nina’s thumb. Out of this house. Out of the upper class western part of the country. Out of Talif. Just out. I don’t know if you remember this, maybe you’ve grown out of it, but you didn’t like many people. I know its childish, but right now I almost hope you’re all alone in a forest somewhere. You’d be lonely, the contradiction that you are. Even so, from where I stand, I’d rather be alone.

Regards,

——-*

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