A Self-Study Within A Broken Mind

“What about Fil ?” I asked. “Oh, well, you’ve been under for a few hundred years,” Fiona said. For some reason, that did not bother me. The generation I lived in was dead. I only wondered what became of the world. “ Filigare lived for about forty years among the humans before he aged out to be a Zaxi . Now we’re a full family of stars, but to the cluster we’d be a scandal, so we’ll probably be outcasts for a bit.” “Why a scandal?” I asked. “Aside from both you and our son being born as lowly humans?” Fiona asked. “I don’t mean I think they’re lowly. The cluster leaders think anyone who feeds from Zaxients is below them. “In Zaxi terms, you’re a baby, Fil is also a baby, and I’m still pretty young. I think Doc will be in the most trouble if they could ever catch him. He’s definitely not authorized to turn humans into my kind, but I’m glad the experiment succeeded. There is an energy I feel from you that is so rare. Only my parental clusters made that energy at the start.” “Maybe tha...

“It’s time for us to go our separate ways, Finnelgamin ,” he says, once more with a pen at my neck. “Did you enjoy your life? Did you enjoy all the memories that will remain unsaid to the readers? They are your own private moments, and you have ownership of them.” My writer, my author, my friend. If I could, I would bow in gratitude. You gave me the life I wanted, and though it was rushed, I’m grateful for every second of it. A great life is measured in wrinkles on the face, and when I smile there are many. “It pains me to do this,” he says. Nothing could ruin this place in my life. Nothing except- A whiff of deceit wafts around my mind. No. This can’t be a dream! No! All those memories of my children are mirages created to only hurt my mind further. What have you done, JJ? Why? “Yes. It is all just a dream, but your final resting place, my friend. I leave you here, at the end of your tale, a story that never ends.” NO! MY STORY HAS TO END! I have to see her again! Fiona’s out there i...