No Direction Home
"Star light, star bright, the first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight..."
…Wishes and Promises…
Once upon a time, there were two girls, best of friends, sisters. They knew that they probably weren’t really related—maybe they were half-sisters at best—but they lived together just the same. They were the only children on the estate, but that didn’t seem odd to them at all since it was all they’d ever known. They had everything they needed, or wanted, and were always surrounded by family (even though they knew they weren’t really related family). Their parents were often away on business, but they had many “aunts” and “uncles” in the estate staff. Some of them were tutors, specialized instructors who were fair, but firm when it came to the girl’s education. They learned the usual, reading, writing, arithmetic, fencing, sharpshooting, and martial arts. They learned the history of the world and how government after government, no matter the original intent, fell to pettiness, greed, and, eventually, civil war. And they were trained, day after day, year after year, how to recognize and control their emotions and impulses, for it is with emotions that people are swayed, and when people are swayed, governments fall.
Wish was half a year older than Promise, but she always tried to act like she was years older. Wish was born on the summer solstice, and Promise was born on the winter solstice, or at least that’s when everyone celebrated their birthdays.
It was on Wish’s birthday that everything went wrong. That’s when the attack happened, turning the estate into something the girls had only ever seen in movies. Fire and explosions erupted around them, bullets seemed to come at them from everywhere. The girls ran to the safe room, just like they had been taught. It wasn’t until they got there that Promise realized that Wish was hurt very badly and slowly dying. Promise knew she couldn’t do anything to help, that was more of Wish’s power, but Wish calmed Promise’s panic. With all the love she had for her sister, with her dying breath Wish said, “I wish you were safe and far away from here.”