The Child with the Star Mark
The night was silent, with no moon in the sky. Thick clouds covered the Visayan mountains as a cold wind moved through the trees.
In a remote place stood an ancient tree. Beneath it, a woman in white held a sleeping baby. Fear and desperation filled her eyes.
“Forgive me, my child.”
She looked at the baby’s wrist, where a faintly glowing star-shaped mark pulsed with hidden power.
On a moonless night, beneath an ancient tree in the Visayan mountains, a woman in white held a sleeping baby. A glowing star-shaped mark pulsed on the baby’s wrist.
“When they see that mark, they will come for you.”
A distant roar echoed through the forest.
“I have no more time.”
Using a silver crystal, she opened a portal to a river in the human world. She placed the baby in a black bag, leaving an opening for her to breathe.
“I am not leaving you because I do not want you. I am leaving you because I want you to live.”
She kissed the baby’s forehead.
“Your true world will come back for you.”
A huge star appeared in the sky.
“FIND THE CHILD!” a voice roared from the forest.
Using a silver crystal, she opened a portal to a river in the human world and placed the baby in a black bag.
“I’m leaving you so you can live. Your true world will come back for you.”
“FIND THE CHILD!” a voice roared.
“They’re already here…”
With trembling hands, she pushed the bag through the portal.
She pushed the bag through the portal.
“Live, my child.”
The portal vanished.