
The sound of the crashing waves just barely overpowered the calls of the seagulls who flocked the beach in search of their early morning breakfast. The distant horizon still sat dark, however lighter blues and bright oranges were starting to fight for dominance as the early morning crept into existence. Until then, Marika stood just outside the reach of the waves, dark eyes searching for answers that the depths of the ocean were not yet ready to release. For now, she still took comfort in the ocean breeze while there was still some coolness in the hair. Usually, she was not once to wake so early, but with summer still holding an ironclad grasp on the world the early mornings seemed to be her only escape from the hell-like heat.
Sighing, she took a slow step back as she allowed her mind to creep back into the present. Marika knew she should continue her journey back to her new mate, her new love, Astro. She wanted to be back by his side and drown in the comfort he had brought into her life, however, it seemed that the heat wasn't the only thing slowing down her journey. Her past was creeping up on her and she had found herself skirting around the edge of the Ghost territory that she used to call her home.
Once she had a multitude of friends she used to call her family. Once, she had promised herself to her greatest friend in an attempt to assist them in starting a family. Once, she felt she had a purpose and an endless supply of love and support. But what did she really know about life back then? What did she have to show for her efforts?
"I wonder," Marika thought as her gaze turned towards the few stars that still shown in spite of the coming sunrise, "I wonder if my children think of me as I think of them. Am I even a passing thought in their minds? Do they even consider me a mother to them as they continue to grow?"
When was the last time she had even seem her children? They had come and gone so fast, scattering out into the world like stardust .
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