Free Sun Stealer. Hidden Anomaly. by A. Mani Page A

through my skin. “You are civilized!” he kept repeating himself.
                  “I used to be” I said to him “until I stopped!”.
                  “What do mean? why are you here?” he asked me “Are you a mole?”
                  “No!” I yelled “I am not a mole! I used to be civilized. I used to live at their zone. Until one day, my own family threw me down  Didam valley, in order to get the leadership of our kingdom. The kingdom that was promised to me by my father. I am about to take it back dark beast” I said to him.
                  “So you are using my people in order to fight a war that was not theirs to begin with?!? You were ready to send my people to their death in the name of your revenge?!” he raised his voice.
                  “This is not just my war dark beast. This is a battle between evil and good. Between darkness and light. Between injustice and rightness!”
                  “Why should I believe you? What does the wild zone get out of it?” he asked me.
                  “I was accused of stealing the sun. I am the sun stealer” I turned around to show him the back of my neck with the stealer burned mark on it.
                  “I can put a stop to the long lasting animosity between the civilized zone and the wild zone. I have the power to do that.” I whispered.
                  Dark beast looked me in the eyes and grabbed be with his arms again. only this time, I saw no way out.
                  “You are possessed!” he cried out and started carrying me towards Shab square.
     
                  I was tied to a tree in the centre of Shab square. The wild ones were able to walk around me and spit on me, as an act of disgrace. I was the traitor. I was the enemy. That was their belief. And any sense of family we had shared ever since Cave day, was gone. My hands were tied. My legs were tied. My neck was tied. I was lying on the burning soil of the wild zone. I could not move. The thought of being trapped all over again made me demented. I tried to fight it. I tried to release my self from the strong stripes that had stolen my freedom.
                  Suddenly, I saw a familiar face coming closer to me. It was my dear friend kujo.
                  “Almas…” he whispered “What have you done?”
                  I did not answer him, I just kept looking at him. He looked deep into my yellow eyes and although the sun swam in them, he could see nothing but darkness.
                  “Are you the girl that was thrown to Didam valley?’ he asked me.
                  I nodded. my head was now facing down the ground.
                  “I am also the girl, who said she had wished humans were blind colors.” I whispered.
                  Kujo lifted my face gently with his hand, trying to recognize the innocent girl I once was.
                  “You said you wish, you had seen her one last time… your wish just came true” I smiled at him.
                  “The little girl with the crying tiger…” he whispered to himself.
                  “Kujo, you have to trust me. I am not a mole. I am not a traitor. The wild ones were family to me more than my own blood. You have to believe me. You have to release me so I would finish what I have started.”
                  I this point the dark beast arrived at the square. He saw kujo holding me and it got him even more angry. As if he was jealous of our close. I could see the rage in his eyes again. The same rage and evil I saw in his eyes, when I first got to the wild zone.
                  “We will fight our own battle! You will not be apart of it!” he said to me.
                  “You can not fight without your demons!” I answered “I