The Book of Maya: Maya the Human
The idea of the changeling comes from 'Blood and Love', because that's what Ashton is. But Ashton had a life of course and a family before he changed. Maya is his sister and evidently the destruction of his life. This is her story.
People know me as destructive. As a real bitch. They know me as hope. A shining light. They know me as the first changeling. They know me as Maya.
People assume I'm evil for what I did. Or what I know as the thing I didn't do. They think I destroyed my village when in reality a thunderstorm and a fire did that. I merely had a part in wishing it up. The human's in my village had a part in the cause as well. We're all really to blame.
Maya the Human had a dog. Maya the Human loved this dog very much and they spent a great deal of time together. They played games together. Bathed together. Even walked through the village together. A mistake on Maya the Human's part. There had been rumors of beasts that had killed a group of hunters in a dispatched party. They thought it was the dog, Maya the Human loved so dearly. A mistake on their part.
One day, as Maya the Human walked through the village a hunter whose brother had been killed snatched the dog. Maya, furious, tried to persuade him with her words to give her beloved dog back. The hunter resisted Maya the Human's charm and took out a dagger. Then he brought it to the whimpering dog's fur covered flesh. And dug deep. The dog let out a piercing shriek that stayed with, Maya The Changeling. Blood trickled from the gap between the dogs pink flesh made. Maya the Human screamed as if she felt the dogs pain. She didn't. She chose to feel it for her precious dog's sake.
The dog wriggled and the dagger made a line across the slim stomach of the dog. A warbled cry slipped from Maya and a blinding fury engulfed her. The dog screeched and wiggled. The hunter suddenly dropped the dog and kicked it. The dog flew and hit the dirt, dead. A part of Maya the Human had been shredded. A part of Maya the Human's self had died with her precious dog, Haruka.
Maya The Changeling was born through fire and wish. She was engulfed by a red-hot fire that caused tears to brim at her eyes. A wish that ended with disaster. She wished for the death to be paid for in full. Alas, the life of a dog is no match for a human and the life of a human is no match for a dog. Karma, a being who granted Maya's wish, couldn't fully understand this foolish wish and so the village perished in fire and lightning but also wish.
Before Maya the Human closed her eyes forever, she wished. She wished she could have someone to share this fate with. If only...
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***End of Maya the Human***
Oh, The Book of Maya doesn't end there. I am the first changeling born from fire. With a heart of desire. I can be a very confusing.
Sometimes I tell a tall tale of my life.
"The story of my life: I was nothing. They gave me a name, and now I am everything."
So guess. What is the real story of Maya?
People assume I'm evil for what I did. Or what I know as the thing I didn't do. They think I destroyed my village when in reality a thunderstorm and a fire did that. I merely had a part in wishing it up. The human's in my village had a part in the cause as well. We're all really to blame.
Maya the Human had a dog. Maya the Human loved this dog very much and they spent a great deal of time together. They played games together. Bathed together. Even walked through the village together. A mistake on Maya the Human's part. There had been rumors of beasts that had killed a group of hunters in a dispatched party. They thought it was the dog, Maya the Human loved so dearly. A mistake on their part.
One day, as Maya the Human walked through the village a hunter whose brother had been killed snatched the dog. Maya, furious, tried to persuade him with her words to give her beloved dog back. The hunter resisted Maya the Human's charm and took out a dagger. Then he brought it to the whimpering dog's fur covered flesh. And dug deep. The dog let out a piercing shriek that stayed with, Maya The Changeling. Blood trickled from the gap between the dogs pink flesh made. Maya the Human screamed as if she felt the dogs pain. She didn't. She chose to feel it for her precious dog's sake.
The dog wriggled and the dagger made a line across the slim stomach of the dog. A warbled cry slipped from Maya and a blinding fury engulfed her. The dog screeched and wiggled. The hunter suddenly dropped the dog and kicked it. The dog flew and hit the dirt, dead. A part of Maya the Human had been shredded. A part of Maya the Human's self had died with her precious dog, Haruka.
Maya The Changeling was born through fire and wish. She was engulfed by a red-hot fire that caused tears to brim at her eyes. A wish that ended with disaster. She wished for the death to be paid for in full. Alas, the life of a dog is no match for a human and the life of a human is no match for a dog. Karma, a being who granted Maya's wish, couldn't fully understand this foolish wish and so the village perished in fire and lightning but also wish.
Before Maya the Human closed her eyes forever, she wished. She wished she could have someone to share this fate with. If only...
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***End of Maya the Human***
Oh, The Book of Maya doesn't end there. I am the first changeling born from fire. With a heart of desire. I can be a very confusing.
Sometimes I tell a tall tale of my life.
"The story of my life: I was nothing. They gave me a name, and now I am everything."
So guess. What is the real story of Maya?
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