Sun Stealer. Hidden Anomaly. by A. Mani

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
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                  If you have found this, It means you were looking. If you were looking, it means, you were lost.
                  I was lost once. Not sure what I was looking for. I believe, In your Era, you call it a ‘voice‘. Well, now that I have found mine, nothing would stop me. Just like a wild animal, free, out of it’s cage. I know that out there, I might fall, I might get hurt. I know that out there, I might get bruises out of my own truth. but I’m willing to take that risk. In the name of freedom, I’m willing to tell, what they don’t want you to know.
                  As me, you might keep on reading. Now that you found it- nothing would stop you. You will try to make sense out of these written words. try to make a story out of them. A story with a beginning. A story with an end, a happy one- hopefully. A story with new characters, interesting places, you have never seen. A story with foreign languages and unfamiliar scents. All joined together to a dance of a guiding line.
                  Only this is not a story. This is a Secret.
    In your Era, when you get curious about the past, you turn to your books- history books. His- story. You take the words as simple facts, written in stone. Even though it is not your story ,even though you were not there- you pass it on. You believe it. You don’t question it. I guess you just don’t know how. I can not teach you, since I am still learning myself. As I said, this is not a story so I can not call it mine. It is a secret, I am willing to share. Since they made so much effort to hide, I am willing to make the same effort to reveal.
                  This is the secret of hidden Anomaly.
    Land of Anomaly existed thousands of years ago and it was hidden from future generations to come. Why? That is why I am writing these pages. I am sure words are not enough to express what is in my heart and mind. I can only promise, I will do the best I can.              
                  Land of Anomaly was divided into two sections:
    The civilized zone, where I was born and the wild zone, where I was reborn.
                  You would think in a land, named Anomaly, things would be complicated. But they were not. They were simple. Just as simple as black and white, light and darkness, good and evil.               Years of animosity and hostility between the wild zone and the civilized zone and one deadly final battle, drew the clear line between both sides, and nobody was allowed to interact with the other side. That was the story I was told. That was the story that was passed on from generation to generation.
                  I was born on a spring day. The sun was too lazy to shine that morning. My father told me, it probably knew, it could take the morning off, since someone else is about to do it’s job. I brightened the room the minute I came out. I brightened our kingdom. Finally, I brightened the entire civilized zone. That is why my father named me ‘Yellow diamond‘. My mother and my sister