Whispers in the Pages
The girl’s name was Elara. In the soft glow of dawn, taking one step at a time, she arrived at her destination. In front of her, was the gate of a church, covered in white snow as it was winter and the snow was falling, the teenage girl entered the church. It was all empty on the inside, the candles were lit, and the sound of her footsteps was audible as she walked to the altar, in the center of the grand church with her head hung low and genuflected before it in the church. As she was busy thinking to make a wish, she felt the cold wind brushing against her cheeks, her hair danced with each gust of wind. The breeze whispered to her, as it carried fragments of the tales yet to be discovered, kneeling on the tuffet, she closed her eyes and made her wish. She stayed there for some time, feeling the cold breeze, totally forgetting that she had work that day. Soon she realized that she had been sitting there for too long. She opened her eyes, picked up her leather bag, and rushed outside the church. She was wearing blue jeans with a black top that fitted her curves perfectly and a white sweater to stay warm in the cold weather. Her curly hair was falling on her shoulders as she walked through the narrow roads humming her favorite song. Her blue eyes admired the sky as she kept thinking about the wish that she made earlier.
The world we live in is an immense space, full of diverse landscapes, cultures, and creatures. It is a place of endless possibilities, where every corner holds the potential for new experiences and discoveries, there is always something new and exciting to experience in this incredible world. But from Elara’s perspective, the world is a tiny and dangerous place, where with every footstep she takes she becomes more afraid of falling where with every new thing she discovers, she is scared of the mess, it will bring to her, where with every achievement she makes she fears the criticism of the people around her. Fear has become her best friend, no matter how hard she tries, fear never leaves her side not even for a moment. In Elara’s world, everyone lives in constant fear of losing those they hold dear.
Elara is an 18-year-old girl, living alone as she has no one left in this world. Her parents passed away when she was 11, and since then she has been living and surviving on her own.
Upon reaching her bakery, Elara fetched the keys from her pocket, carefully inserted them into the lock, and turned them with a click sound. She confidently pushed open the door and stepped inside her well-guarded shop. Entering the shop she started doing her work. She was busy with her work when the click sound caught her attention, The door opened and Aunt Stella entered the shop.
“Hello, How are you?” Asked Aunt Stella while having the brightest smile on her face.
“I am good. How are you? and How is Alex doing?” I said with a smile.
“Oh. We both are doing great. Thanks for asking dear. Actually, I am here to order a Birthday cake for Alex”
“What flavor of cake would you like, little Alex?” I asked while squeezing his cute chubby cheeks.
“Chocolate,” said Alex.
“Okay, I will deliver it tomorrow, on time,” I said, assuring Aunt Stella, who appeared visibly tense and anxious as the deadline for the order drew near.
The following day, Elara stood at Aunt Stella’s doorstep, the carefully crafted cake cradled in her arms like a precious treasure. As she crossed the threshold, she was met with Alex’s excited laughter and Aunt Stella’s warm embrace.
As the day’s celebrations began to wind down, Elara found herself drawn to the serenity of Aunt Stella’s home library. She wandered among the shelves, her fingers tracing the spines of countless books. It was in this quiet corner that destiny intervened.
A soft thud echoed through the room as a book tumbled from its perch, landing with gentle precision atop Elara’s head. She reached up, her fingers brushing away a thin layer of dust.
“Sweet Melody” was written on the book’s cover.
Removing the dust from the book she started reading it.
