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There must be something? Maybe something we missed all these years. A second star. Or a different prophecy. Some of the elders hate me, maybe there’s something they’re not sharing?
No.
I shove one of the books to the floor in frustration.
They would never hide anything that helped the survival of their world.
I open another large tome, but as I flip through the pages, my heart sinks. There’s no other way. Sacrificing the star is the only option we have left, and what’s worse, is that time is running out.
But then, an idea sparks in my mind. A dangerous idea, but one that could work. I grab a pen and paper, and begin to write.
Hours pass as I meticulously plan out every detail, every possibility. Finally, I put down my pen with a sense of relief. The plan is risky, but it has to be worth a try.
The burden of being in charge weighs heavily on me.
But I know that I can’t let my emotions cloud my judgement. I have to be strong for our people, and for the future of our world.
I stand up and stretch, feeling the tension in my muscles easing slightly. Taking a deep breath, I head out of my study and back to the kitchen. The house is quiet now. Reef has gone to make sure Bhodi doesn’t get himself killed, and Cove has disappeared, no doubt to check on Malia.
I want to get out of here, go into town, have a scotch in my favourite bar, but there’s no way I can leave. The last time Malia was only protected by one of us we almost lost them both, I’m not prepared to risk it again.
I reach for the scotch and then stop, deciding instead to make myself a cup of coffee. I lean against the kitchen counter, staring out the window as the machine does its thing.
The moon is high in the sky above the ocean, casting a cool glow over the darkened sand outside. It’s a beautiful, solitary sight, but my mind is too preoccupied to appreciate it fully.
When the machine’s done, I take a sip of my coffee and let out a deep sigh. The plan is uncertain, full of holes. It could easily go wrong or backfire, but they’ve left me no choice. I just hope that they’ll see the bigger picture, and that sacrificing the star is the only way to save our world.
As I finish my coffee, footsteps approach. It’s Reef, looking haggard and tired.
“How’s Bhodi?” I ask on a sigh. Like we need more drama right now.
“He’s fine,” Reef replies, rubbing his eyes. “He’s sleeping now.”
“Where?”
“Back at the doc’s.”
“For fuck’s sake,” I snap. “We’re already indebted to her as it is.”
“Well, she’s the one who let him fight knowing that his stitches weren’t fully healed, so the way I see it, this one’s on her.”
“She doesn’t work that way, and you know it. Besides, what are the chances sheletBhodi do anything?”
“True.”
“He was pretty messed up by the time I got there. He was fighting like he had a death wish tonight.”
“He brought it on himself. He needs a better outlet for his anger. He needs a better way to deal with his emotions full stop.”
“Like scotch?” Reef asks, raising a brow at the open bottle on the counter. I was tempted to add a healthy splash to my coffee, but didn’t.
I hold up my mug instead. “You can sniff it if you like. It’s virgin coffee, nothing more.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” he replies sceptically.
I know what he’s saying, I’m obviously the pot calling the kettle black for saying Bhodi needs to learn to deal with his emotions, but Bhodi doesn’t have half the stress and complications on his shoulders to deal with.
We stand in silence for a moment, both lost in our own thoughts. I can feel the weight of the plan on my shoulders and I want to share it with him, but I can’t. The others need to stay in the dark about this, or it will never work.
