"Come with me", small fingers of four years old kid dragging.

"Sarag, Where are you taking me?", the old lady in her late fifties chuckled for her grandson's cuteness.

"Come with me... You have to tell me a story", he said while walking.

He took her to a room. His two years old little brother already playing with toys. And his 3 months old tiny friend calmly sleeping in cosy cradle. He made her sit on chair.

"Tell me my little prince...", she pulled him into her lap. "Which story you want?"

"The Fallen Star", he asked with wide curious eyes.

"Again same story?"

"Yes.... I love that story", he beamed.

"Okay"

The Fallen Star

Long Long back there happened a wild war between stars. They continuously fought years and years for power and superiority. One day a immense light appeared in war. Due to that light it became hard for everyone to found what was that. It had two large grey wings. A loud angry thunder came from that light. Everyone startled for that sound.

That light fiercely flapped it's wings. With that heavy blows everything broke and flew away to far places. The war ended and with the time the stars in one place formed into individual kingdoms. Everyone believed that light as their deity and named it as KSHAMERI.

Years passed and everything went well. Each kingdom has their kings, their sons became successor for the throne after them. Once a most beautiful girl born to a king. She was the first girl born to a king. Before her there was no girl born in any king's clan.

Every star had it's set of powers. In the same way that girl had her powers. The power of wings and it made her very special. She had beautiful grey wings so she was named as Kshameri. She grew as a most beautiful princess with warm beige skin tone, crystal black eyes, long black wavy hair and oval shaped face. The Princess of Stars. Many princes wanted to marry her.

She born for something else. Her destiny led her to different life. Once she pissed with her mother and came to earth. She was mesmerised with beauty of earth. She started exploring the place.

Suddenly she heard a strange sound. She became curious and followed it. After few seconds that sound became loud. Branches started moving and she scared for that. A man on horse ran towards her. Earlier she was afraid, after looking at that man she admired his beauty. He hopped down the horse and walked towards her.

He was a tall man with black curly hair, ocean blue eyes well build body and ivory skin tone. He was a mighty king. They liked each other. With her powers Kshameri constructed a beautiful house in middle of the forest. They lived happily. After few months king got call from his kingdom. So he left and she promised to wait for him.

After few months few stars came to earth in search of their princess. They found her and informed that her father wanted to meet her. When she went back his father announced her as future queen.

She denied his decision and said that she wanted to go back to earth for the king. She had a fight with her father. She didn't agree with him. With anger he disowned her from star clan. She lost her powers. She started back to earth with heavy heart. Her mother said that she still had the power of wings because she got them from birth and that wings would protect her when needed.

Meanwhile king came to forest for Kshameri. He wanted to take her to his kingdom and announce her as queen. But for his misfortune she was not there. He waited for few days and left to his castle with broken heart. He believed that she left to her people and wouldn't come back.

On earth she started waiting for king. She spent a year like that. Once a group of people came there for hunting. They pitted and took her to their village. It was a small village near the sea shore. After she came, that village became prosperous. Everyone loved and treated her with respect. Years passed and they started treating her as their goddess.

Everyday she went to her house and waited for king some time. One day as routine she went to forest she again heard the horse neighs. She expected it as king and felt very happy. But it's not the king. She saw a tall man with brown silky hair, large black orbs and honey skin tone.

He asked her to go with him but she denied. Next day that bad king came with his army to kidnap her. Villagers tried to save her. Bad king became angry and killed everyone in that village. She warned and tried to stop him but failed. She cried loud in grief for her people. Bad king came to her and tried to drag her with him.

Kshameri became angry and unleashed her wings. She burnt everyone alive who killed her people. She killed the bad king.

"Your souls will rot here without peace", she cursed. She flapped her wings and destroyed the place. Later she deformed herself into a stream of mountains and surrounded her village.

From that day that place is calling as Kshameri. She is still waiting there for the good king. Who ever went to Kshameri they didn't return. The bad king and his soldiers ate them......Everyone believed one day good king will come for Kshameri and that day the curse will fade.

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All the while little Sarag listened the story with wide eyes. His brother slept while listening. Old lady took that little kid and tugged him in bed.

"Grandma... when I grow old, I will become good king and go to help Kshameri", he announced with bright smile.

"Do you know what good king means?" she asked.

"Good king", he answered. She laughed for his answer.

"You have to become a brave man with kind heart. You have to take care of our people. You have to become a responsible person. Then only you will become good king", she kissed his forehead.

"Okay... I will become a good king", he beamed.

"Yes.... my little Sarag definitely will become a good king one day", she lifted him and placed him on bed beside his brother.

At the age of four that little prince didn't understand the story completely. But unknowingly he gave word to help Kshameri. Little he knew that one day his destiny will make him bound to his words. His life will lead him to Kshameri and Kshameri will give him life.

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War

There are so many reasons for War. For land, power, love, lust, hate, truth, laws, freedom, ethics, rights, religion, ego, betrayal, insult, pride, wealth, beliefs, equality. All these are just few reasons and there are many more. Only the difference between the wars was their soul Motive.

In a twilight, a great war was waging. One side fully armed soldiers and other side the most dangerous self made army. A goal of peaceful negotiation was turned into deadly war few hours back with the base of betrayal and power hunger.

This beautiful forest became ugly with limbs, dead and blood. Chirping of birds were replaced by whimpers of kids. Roars of beasts were over powered by screams of human monsters. Despite of opposition everyone was trying to save common people. It became hard to understand who were on which side.

Slowly it started becoming complete dark still the war wasn't stopped. Everyone were hopping 'when all this will end?' Sound of string which was inaudible in that chaos answered their hopes. A arrow with light speed splitting air in its path penetrated deep into her shoulder.

"Shami", a loud roar from a man stopped many people on their places. He ran towards her.

Head of the man who released that arrow rolled on ground. With that remaining people stopped. The war ended with price of many lives.

Blood flew down her shoulder and spread all over her left hand, behind the neck and chest. The red colour contrasting on her yellow coloured saree. She slowly fell on her knees still firmly holding Valshi.

"Shami", the man with teary eyes dropped to his knees and held her in his arms by stopping her from falling on her back.

"Shami look at me", he shook her slightly by placing his fingers on both side of her jaw.

"Rago", a whisper came out from her, "it's hurting like hell" tears rolled from her eyes.

"Nothing will happen to you", he shattered.

"If anything happen, please don't leave it", she said glancing at trees.

"Nothing will happen.... you have to make it.... don't you dare to leave this to me", he cried holding her. She gave a faint chuckle. Meanwhile some other men with bloody swords and daggers stood beside them.

"Sarag she needs emergency medical help", someone ran out of the crowd.

"Don't leave me Shami.... I love you... please don't leave me."

"I love you Rago..... I promised you that I will live with you till my last breath.... May be it's my end", she placed her hand on his face "I love you" with that darkness embraced her.

Rago held her near to his heart and howled with pain. Another man dropped to his knees on other side with teary eyes.

"Please don't leave us.... Don't fail me again... please I can't live with regrets anymore ... please", tears streamed down his eyes.

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Hello Stars!

I hope you like this beginning. I'm excited to know the destiny of little Sarag. I hope you too.

Actually I planned to start it after DOMC but from few days I got many ideas about this plot. I'm excited to write it so I started. I hope you will understand.

Coming to The Fallen Star, please let me know who loved this chapter with your votes and comments. Give me your most valuable reviews to improve myself.

Who wants to know about destiny of Sarag?

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Note:- Patience needed to read this book. I will try my very best to write well. I will try to pack it with twists. Don't search for logics, just feel it as magic. It's pure fiction just moulded out from my imaginations.

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Narmada_

Date:- 26-12-2020