• In a time, after ours, thousands of years into the future, is a legend. The Legend of the Black Star.

    It is said that once this star was a girl, with hair as black as the night itself, and a voice that sounded like waves crashing against rocks. Her eyes were the most brilliant green, and she was as pale as snow.

    No one knew her name, so they called her Amira. In their language, it meant beautiful star.


    Amira was a quiet girl, and only spoke to one person, a boy named Jake. Soon they fell in love, but someone else wanted Amira for himself.

    They called him The Trickster, for his evil schemes, and he thought Amira was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Trickster was jealous about Jake and Amira being in love.

    So, on the night of Amira’s 18th birthday, Trickster told Jake to meet him at the bridge, for he had the most amazing gift for Amira. Trickster actually was planning on killing Jake, so he could have Amira.

    Amira found out though, and went to the bridge herself, dressed up as Jake. Jake was on his way there, but no where near the bridge. Which was good, Amira had thought. No one could kill her loved one with out having to get through her first.

    Trickster pulled out a gone and shot her, not knowing that she wasn’t Jake. Her black hair fell out of her hat, and her shirt was red, from the blood coming out of the wound, in which the bullet was deep in her heart.

    Jake saw this, and ran to her, weeping. “ Amira! No!” He yelled. He had tried to stop the bleeding, but Amira push his hand away, and painfully got up. She stared at Jake, and said, “ I love you.”

    “ I love you too.” He had said.

    It took the last of Amira’s strength to stay standing. She glared at Trickster, and with her last dying breath, she whispered, “ You lose.”

    Amira fell onto the ground, and Jake cried. He knelt down beside her lifeless body, and didn’t take his eyes off of her when he said to Trickster, “ Murderer! It’s your fault she’s dead. You and your jealousy. Get out of here before I kill you myself.”

    Trickster ran, feeling guilty for what he had done. He ran so fast, everything became a blur, and he fell off a cliff, and broke his neck.

    Amira’s body was slowly fading, rising into the sky, her body turning black, and forming into a star.

    Jake watched her fade, and said quietly, “ I love you.”

    It’s a sad legend, and it is said that every night, even to this day, Jake looks up at the night sky, forever trying to find his beautiful Amira.