How does someone who is just born think about life, how does someone who is on the verge of death think about life, do they look at it from a scale? Or are they blinded by nostalgia, drunk by melancholy?
Asars was staying on that farm, inside the stable, sitting on a crystal azure beech tree, like a marble cylinder but made of crystal, a 24-year-old man, with dark hair, dark eyes, and a physique like a model who goes to at least 3 times a day in the gym just to be as thin as possible, unlike his friend Daring, two complete opposites, Daring Stone is a bodybuilder who can fight in physical terms, while Asars is Asars,
With a cigarette in hand, a cigarette imported from Trashia, planet 1, the only planet you can go to without paying from the Electric gate, an interplanetary transport port, a planet without laws, without order, controlled by criminals with tricks, the dirtiest people live there they say, anyone who managed to complete the 70, the journey of the 70 planets, stayed there, the planet where the other 69 planets of the divine chain throw their garbage, on the planet Cristala 35, you can have information, for the planets below you, but not the opposite, you can't know anything about 36, not even what its name is,
The cigarette was starting to go out, more smoked by the wind than he was, Daring arrived, dressed in his hunting clothes, brown woolen clothes, a color that suited his personality, his power, his control and manipulation. of stones, unlike Asar who has the creation and manipulation of crystals, in specific terms, Daring is physically the strongest on his planet,
In the divine chain, a system was created thousands of years ago, where a person is categorized into 3 aspects in most cases, strength, speed, and power, power is related to unnatural forces that some people are born with, whereas one in 145 people are born with them, Daring Stone's stats are as follows
Strength: 146
Speed: 45
Strength: 10
A formidable opponent in a head-to-head battle but Asars is different, a fighter who does not fight up close and avoids close-range conflict, Asars Crystalion's stats are as follows
Force; 88
Speed; 99
Power: 201
With these specifications, a battle between someone like Asars and someone like Daring would favor him with more strength, but if the person with higher power would be more creative, fate would favor him, even though out of 16 duels, Daring won 14 in the last 7 years,
Not yet approaching, only the feel of Daring's step on that crystalline surface alerted the Asars to his presence,
Asars- Does this Universe have men?
Daring- Is there a Universe without men?
Asars- They handcuffed my father!
Daring- What will we do?
Asars- Will you come?
Daring- In order to go up, we have to go down, the faster we go, the sooner we will arrive for the day of execution!
Asars- Daring, this is not stealing apples, selling tires, or beating some unwanted people in the village, this is life or death!
Daring- And we have lived enough!
Asars smiled, he had never let him down in his life, and he had never said no, thinking that, Asars was the one always who got him into trouble, two men now, both dressed, one in brown, the other in azure blue, one glass apple baskets, "the name is glass apples and they look like glass apples, but they are like normal apples only from the outside they look like glass, but after you cut them you see that they are like frozen jelly, like an apple in the snow but beautiful"
The three of them have grown up together, and one Sunday they were going to celebrate the marriage of Asars with E Enjte, but suddenly, not knowing why, Asars canceled it, Daring was thinking and ready to tell him that the day to say goodbye is today, release her from the shackles of morality and honor, love lasts longer than life,
But his mouth could not take out, like mud under the tongue, a suction pit that allowed the tongue to dance and form the vowels, how could he? Would Daring like to say goodbye to his wife for once, he left without meeting her, and the wound in his heart would remain if he met her and died tomorrow, it's better to go away as a lost, man and forget me,
Asars understood that from the awkward movement of his fingers, the sweat that Daring rarely broke even when he had to work the whole field to earn money,
Asars- Don't be sad, I know where your concern is, you better go and say goodbye, I told mine, if you decided to come with me, even though I don't want to, I'm even ready to curse you and leave you to protect my mother, I know that I can't change your mind, go and see her,
What love does, it cuts you, burns you, a weight in your chest, a chemical fluid in your brain, regardless of the creature you are, a feeling that moves you, and leaves you with scars both on good days and on bad ones,
Daring ran away once to meet his wife, is she waiting for him, did she find out, how did she choose me? Daring has always thought that I only have strength, but in Cristala, no one cares how strong I am. either you are powerful, or you are rich or not,
Through the field of Krikiburi he passed, a field of Krikiri flowers, a flower that shines day and night, except in May, a flower with a body like a cactus but at the top a flower like a rose, that part of the flower like a rose shines for 11 months without stopping, but it stops in May, we are now in September, the flowers are shining, like a child among millions of camera flashes, the person of the moment, when Daring expressed his feelings for his wife Ksedra, was in the middle of May, but one of the flowers of Krikiri shined,
In Cristala, everyone follows the old traditions and since it is not a scientifically evolved planet, every event is taken as a sign, for Daring and Ksedra this was their sign, in this field where Ksedra works most of the time, she finds Krikiri flowers, yellow ones, which are extremely rare, each one of them is extremely expensive, in the usual place, twice Ksedra has found yellow krikiri flowers there
Like when he was a teenager, every time he looked at Ksedra he smiled, she stood up all elegant, a girl that half of the rich men from the capital had proposed to her and she didn't accept anyone except Daring,
Ksedra- Have a nice road [ Original : Rruge te mbare : an Albanian saying where you are heading for somewhere to wish you good luck, in this situation, she knows what is going on, so just wishes the best for him"
Daring approached and hugged her, her yellow hair like the rare flowers of Krikiri, her light gray eyes, a true Cristala, there are no ugly ones in Cristala they say, but in front of Ksedra the others are unattractive, Daring has said, the possessor of the power to control and manipulate the sand, in a minute just looking into each other's eyes, a thousand words without speaking, a thousand sounds without saying them, a thousand actions without doing them, the flowers went out,
This is not a sign anymore, this is simply the truth, I am and will be only yours, Ksedra, Daring whispered to her,
As soon as he whispered it, the flowers lit up again, a shock was felt, the surface split, like a broken diamond the earth split, the world like diamonds of a carat bursting, Daring took Ksedra in his arms as soon as he felt the earthquake, and his body and turned into brownstone, the whole body made of stone, with red stripes in a square shape, an impenetrable defense, it anchored and protected Ksedra, why did he feel that the earthquake was not natural, earthquakes do not occur on a planet without tectonic plates, someone or something is causing it,
Note: This story was written first in Albanian the translated and adapted to English, there are some missing meanings sometimes, which I am working on it, please bear with me, have a nice reading,