Liumira - The Awakening

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                                                                Kwena  

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At the beginning there was fire. A blue, powerful, and glowing fire. At the beginning, before these known races took their places on Liumira, there were others. The Builders. Plamerial.

Sometimes people in Kwena find their ancient ruins or artifacts. Sometimes they just appear out of nowhere. It is said that these ancient beings created everything from that fire. And today, as the fire became the energy of life, life on this planet diversified, and created new species, including Vietal. Yes, they were outsiders once, as their race came from another planet, but today, as the older ones died long ago, their progenies continued as the people a part of this world.

Time has changed. And last night, something else happened. As the morning sun was rising and as Eyula was walking to the very center of the light and as the aurora around her body was increasing and glowing more light, she knew that something happened last night. Mostly in Golmira but partly in Fonare. And with other parts of the planet, there was a change.

A transformation.

Dancing in the air, feeling a pure euphoria, Eyula was now in the air. Floating. The central energy was beyond her understanding. Almost ancient. Like from the ages of the Builders. Millions years old. But even more, she was out of control, yet she wasn’t afraid of it. The humility she had was like nothing before. The humbleness in her heart, her all-knowing soul, her very existence was in that energy, that fire, that source of everything.

Time had no meaning in there. She wasn’t sure if she was dead or in some other dimensions. But one thing for sure, she was aware of her soul. She somehow was familiar with all that is.

As she kept floating in the air, and approaching to the center, her aurora glowed even more. She was now like a sun radiating the most powerful lights to the infinity. And then she was at the very center of that power.

And then she was somewhere else.

The snow was in large flakes. The snow was half transparent, the flakes were like glowing, radiating lights, creatures in motion. Almost half physical and half metaphysical. Half solid and half fluid. They were falling but it was like every piece of them was dancing in a slow motion. The beautiful turquoise lights were radiating from each of them and the glowing ices with the alive but frozen flora was like nothing else on Liumira. It was like it was creating itself in itself. Momentarily. Continuously. Forever and ever.

For centuries, everyone thought that life in Golmira was literally dead. But this very moment as she walked or floated on the snow, for goodness sake, it was like being in a dream state, all magical, but all accepted, she saw flowers as if they were made of crystals, but alive and vivid and glowing with colorful lights in that frozen land. Even the light in here acted like it was alive and conscious. Such a contrast!

She touched a flower. It was half solid and half transparent. So soft, so physical, yet it was like some parts of that thing was from another dimension. It was like touching a bubble of water but not breaking it apart. Most likely being swallowed by it, but not drowned as in a negative way. She could feel the vibrations of that beautiful thing. She almost understood what the flower was telling her. She approached her nose to the flower and smelled it. She didn’t really receive any smell, but she could sense that it was a different sensation of whirling in itself, like spinning around a star for billions of years, yet so fresh and new. The confusion she had was at its fullness when she saw a movement.

She turned her head and looked up.

There was a girl or a young woman in light, radiating colors around her just like Eyula’s aurora but much brighter and more intense. She was like a being made of light. And when she smiled at her, for Liumira’s sake, Eyula felt a euphoria in her every cell. It was peaceful, happy, still but in motion at the same time.

I was expecting you, she said. I see you made your transition easily, as I was hoping. But she didn’t speak with a physical voice. Her voice was more like in her soul. All the meaning came instantly.

Who are you?

Asked Eyula. But she too, didn’t speak with words. It was more like a telepathically made conversation.

I am Ileya, she said. You heard about me before.

The Farewell song, said Eyula, looking at her with awe and admiration. Such a beautiful creature she was.

This girl of light, this beautiful woman wasn’t a child. In the stories it was told that Ileya was a little girl.

I know, she said. Time has changed, so have we. Don’t get confused. We have evolved as it was a part of our journey.

I don’t understand, said Eyula, still looking at her like she was looking at a goddess, the owner of the universe. How this can happen? I am in Golmira. And you are Ileya. And we are talking. But you died. Long ago. Centuries have passed, and the buried history became stories. And yet you are here, talking to me. I can see and feel you. Deeply. And this is so beautiful. I can’t help myself not to feel that. I somehow want to feel it all.

This is a form of us as we had before Vietal attacked this place of the planet.

It is so beautiful. Can I touch you?

Eyula couldn’t help for that feeling.

Sure, you can.

Ileya approached more as she floated in the air. And then she hugged her.

That very moment was the most beautiful sensation Eyula has ever felt in her entire life.

I don’t know how to explain this. She said in a comfortable confusion.

You don’t need to.

Her voice that didn’t use words was beyond feelings. She touched her soul just with her bare existence. And that moment was out of definitions.

Is that love?

As Eyula asked she looked over Ileya's shoulder.

No. Love is much more than that.

But it feels like love.

It is a variation of love. This one is more like being where you are from. A place for your soul. A sensation of being home.

Her musical voice vibrated in Eyula's heart. She felt the morning sun, the evening sky, the stillness of the oceans, the feeling of freedom that birds had when they fly, the fresh smell of flowers in the spring, the wind in the air, the musical vibrations in her existence, the happiness of a child. She felt many things at the same time as time had no meaning at all at that moment.

I want to stay like that forever, she said talking in her heart or mind as she kept hugging that young woman of light.

Forever is only a moment in eternity. Forever is a moment you feel. And this moment is forever. For, this will be a part of your existence as you keep evolving. As we all do.

Why am I here?

Eyula needed to ask her this question.

This planet is in danger. The plague is spreading. In Tigarid. In Ena Vuer and soon in Kupital. And if it doesn’t stop, it will cover the entire continent. It is evolving. And it is one of the most dangerous plague in the galaxy. For, it is not natural. For, it is a project of transformation, but not something to evolve in a positive way.

What can we do for that?

Eyula scared. She didn’t know that the infection in those lands were that much serious. And now it seemed it wasn’t a coincidence. There was someone behind it.

That is why we are here. And that is why we died long ago. That is why the Vietal attacked us at the first place. We need to prevent this, otherwise this galaxy is at its very edges of a negative transformation. This planet, Liumira has a powerful energy and it is wanted to be the ground zero of a disaster to invade every world in this galaxy.

At the beginning there was a conscious energy. Before Liumira was transformed, this energy chose this planet. Ever since then, many creatures in history of intelligent life searched for that energy. And later they developed a virus that could consume the planets to reveal this energy. And now a part of that virus is at its actions. And it is spreading faster than ever. For, it has transformed in the third phase of its programming. The optimum level of consumption. Soon, the virus will be too powerful and send a signal to its creators and this can change everything.

This is beyond us. We are simple creatures. How can we defeat it?

You have to go now. When the time is right, you will know. For, you already got the necessary energies. This is an opportunity and if we use it wisely, we can save everything. We can change everything.

Am I supposed to go now?

Yes.

I don’t know how.

Don’t worry about it.

I will miss you.

I know. I will miss you, too.

Will we see each other again?

Maybe.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I don’t know why I said that.

I know.

I want to see you again.

I hope this as well.

I am Eyula.

I know. I am Ileya.

Nice to meet you Ileya.

Likewise, Eyula. Now go.

How?

“Eyula?”

She heard a voice, but it was definitely a physical one. And she knew who it was from. She opened her eyes and the sunlight entered in them. It was too bright.

“Eyula?” The voice was more intense now.

“I am up!” she said as she got up. She stretched and felt a warm feeling in her soul. It was weird. Last night she was up late until she just fell asleep. But this morning, it was all weird. She thought she saw something amazing, but she wasn’t sure now. Sometimes you wouldn’t remember where you go or what you do in your sleep state. In another word, in the dream state.

“Hurry up!” said her mother. “So much work to do today.”

“I am coming.” Said Eyula.

She still had that mesmerizing feeling. Then she looked at herself in the mirror. There was a tiny Areit in her hair. A flower that grows only near the central energy in Kwena. She took it with confusion.

Did I go there in my sleep?

But then she shook her head. It would be stupid. Why would she go to the forest? And how? Without getting hurt?

But this flower came from somewhere. And it is definitely an Areit.

I don’t get it.

She talked to herself. She was probably receiving a lot of energies. Because these days, everything was at its optimum level. Weani was at its highest levels and energies were literally everywhere. And this was normal. It had to be.

Yet, nothing could explain this flower. It couldn’t just come to her out of nowhere. And a thought occupied her mind.

What is going on?