<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742</id><updated>2024-08-29T21:00:07.853-07:00</updated><category term="The End"/><title type='text'>Shadow Star</title><subtitle type='html'>It is year 2108. Humans had to leave earth after falling to aliens and find refuge on Shadow Star, a Star having conditions same as earth. A man known as Master Aragdo wants to get earth back. will humans survive or fall?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-5661169153356896032</id><published>2008-09-26T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:30:12.786-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The End"/><title type='text'>Revenge?</title><content type='html'>Principal asked Helms, &quot;What happened to you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nothing Ma’am, a student did all this?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Eayan. He did all this.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal at first stared Helms and then started laughing. soon, all the teachers joined her.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you saying, we all know him well and he can not do anything like this!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But he did it. His eyes were glowing,.. red, yes it was red color.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Principal turned towards his father and said, &quot;Mr. Garn, will you please come out for a minute?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;They walked out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal started, &quot;Mr. Garn, I think that he must have fallen and it all is due to some damage to his brain or he might have seen a nightmare in the state of unconsciousness. I know Eayan well. He can not do this!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know him too. I agree.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thanks Mr. Garn. We shall leave now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helms could not believe his ears. &quot;I know he can not do this. But he just did it. I will take my revenge!&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5661169153356896032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/5661169153356896032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/5661169153356896032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/5661169153356896032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/revenge.html' title='Revenge?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-8668057994664940134</id><published>2008-09-12T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:14:48.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am returning!</title><content type='html'>I can not stay without writing. So, I am breaking my promise. I will post from now on. 2 Posts a week.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8668057994664940134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/8668057994664940134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/8668057994664940134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/8668057994664940134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-returning.html' title='I am returning!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-1821511920133797864</id><published>2008-08-08T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T06:19:57.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to say Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi you all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am going to stop posting on this blog. Not permanently, but for 7-8 months. I do not want to but I am in 12th class and this is important period for me. So, I will have to pause this blog. Next post in May 2009.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1821511920133797864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/1821511920133797864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/1821511920133797864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/1821511920133797864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Time to say Goodbye!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-4040256343535650490</id><published>2008-08-04T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:47:55.020-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The End"/><title type='text'>The Duel</title><content type='html'>Helms was shocked at seeing Eayan’s eyes. But he did not showed any expressions. Indeed, he raised his left hand and said, &quot;Hmm, has he torch in his eyes? Let me break them too.&quot; Saying this, he moved his hand towards Eayan with all his force and hit him on the throat. The hit was so powerful that Eayan went flying and hit the wall. &quot;Seems linke he is dead. That’s the death that rats get.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the corner, Eayan&amp;rsquo;s body was lying without any movement. Helms came close and tried to look if he was alive. As he moved his hand towards Eayan&amp;rsquo;s nose, Eayan&amp;rsquo;s hand rose and hit Helms. Helms felt his body flying in air and colliding the wall. Eayan&amp;rsquo;&amp;rsquo;s body that seemed dead just a moment before rose from the ground without and support. His feet were six inches above the ground. The mysterious red light in his eyes was still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Helms, enough of you! Now it&amp;rsquo;s my turn.&amp;quot; Helms was thunderstruck. He had never expected such a blow from Eayan. Collecting all his strength, he somehow stood up and tried to swing his left leg towards Eayan. But he was unable to do so. All he felt was some power holding him back from hitting Eayan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Looks like the Gangster has no power to move. Let me show you how to move.&amp;quot; Saying this, Eayan closed his eyes. A strange red Sphere emerged out of his body. Eayan moved back and with full force, sent the sphere towards Helms. Helms tried as hard as he could to move away from its path. Sphere hit him with full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when Helms opened his eyes, he found himself in hospital. His father was standing near his bed. &amp;quot;Where I am?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You are in hospital.&amp;quot;, said his father. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why is there pain in my joints?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;rsquo;s because you have 10 broken bones. Did you fell from somewhere? What had happened to you? No one in school knows anything about this. Only you can tell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Helms found a golden opportunity. &amp;quot;If I tell everything about Eayan, then he will be punished. He is a week soul. After the punishment, I will get some people and get my revenge.&amp;quot;, said Helms to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Father.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I remember everything happened to me. But before asking me, please get our Principal Ma`m. It is something related to school.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;She is waiting outside with the staff.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;OK, bring them all in.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, whole of the school&amp;rsquo;s staff was in the room. &lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4040256343535650490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/4040256343535650490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/4040256343535650490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/4040256343535650490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/08/duel.html' title='The Duel'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-1596651780414429837</id><published>2008-07-25T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:46:54.357-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The End"/><title type='text'>The Black Crystal</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;I am sick of this flash-disappear act. Looks like Master Aragdo has some good magic tricks. But me as a savior?&amp;quot; Eayan said to himself. He put his hand in the pocket. The Black Crystal was still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So does it really work? Lets see what it does! But how it works?&amp;quot; Eayan thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was thinking, he heared Mom&amp;rsquo;s voice, &amp;quot;Eayan, what are you doing?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;rsquo;s the time?&amp;quot; Saying this, he turned towards the clock. It was 5:30. &amp;quot;I was out for 30 minutes. Cool!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said again, &amp;quot;Eayan, are you sleeping?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, just studying.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8:30, Eayan was going to school. Sam and Picky were with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, &amp;quot;Why did you not come to play Saturday evening?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky, &amp;quot;Yes, you were not here. You had promised to come!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan, &amp;quot;I was busy. I had some important work.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, &amp;quot;Was it regarding Mia?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan did not say anything. Instead he stared at Sam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, &amp;quot;Do not take it seriously!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia was a classmate of Eayan. Eayan liked her but never had courage to tell her. Sam and Picky were only people who knew this. Eayan was naturally very possessive about anything he liked or possessed. Same was case with Mia. he did not like to hear a word about Mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, &amp;quot;Anyway, will you come today.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan, &amp;quot;Surely.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching school, everything went as usual till lunch. In lunch, as Eayan was getting out of the class, he felt small vibrations in his pocket. &amp;quot;What is this? He put his hand in his pocket and got the vibrating thing. It was the black crystal. &amp;quot;Why is it vibrating? I can&amp;rsquo;t do anything, I will have to meet Master Aragdo to know more about it.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was going out of the class, at the other end of corridor, he saw Helms coming. Helms, once his friend, was now his arch rival. But today, he had no time to think about him, he was more worried about the crystal. He did not give any attention to him. Helms was born black, not by color, but by heart. He always used to find ways to scold Eayan. That day was not different. As Eayan was near Helms, Helms knowingly struck his soldier with Eayans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;rsquo;t you know how to walk?&amp;quot; Helms said loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It was you who struck, not me.&amp;quot; Eayan said as calm as he normally was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you going to tell me? You! Looks like you want to fight me. Come on.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I do not. I never fight dogs!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What? You are calling me dog! Now I will...... &amp;quot; saying this Helms held Eayan&amp;rsquo;s hand strongly and hit a punch on his face. Eayan normally avoided him but this time it got physical. He tried to hit Helms but he evaded his blow and hit him back on face. This time Eayan felt blood coming out of his mouth and nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I need to do something.&amp;quot; Eayan thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ooh! Looks like baby has started bleeding.&amp;quot; Saying this, Helms hit him again on face. This hit was very powerful. Eayan found himself down on his knees. &amp;quot;I can not loose. Not to someone like him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helms was about to hit another blow when he noticed that Eayan&amp;rsquo;s eyes had started glowing red. &amp;quot;What? Blood in eyes? He will surely die today.&amp;quot; But when he saw closely, it was not blood, instead it was a strange red light coming out of Eayan&amp;rsquo;s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1596651780414429837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/1596651780414429837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/1596651780414429837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/1596651780414429837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/07/black-crystal.html' title='The Black Crystal'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-4755251361817073873</id><published>2008-07-18T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:56:54.330-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The End"/><title type='text'>The Story</title><content type='html'>Eayan saw the clock. It was 8. &quot;Looks like it was also a dream. I am getting late, should quickly get ready.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to kitchen and asked Mom, &quot;Why did you not wake me up? I have to reach school before 9.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Mom saw him strangely, &quot;Are you all right? Last evening you did not wake up and now want to go to school on Sunday!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Its Sunday!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan was surprised a lot. &quot;So it was not a dream. I will have to do something of this Master Aragdo.&quot; Thinking this, he went to breakfast table. That day went as Sundays go, quickly. Next morning, he got up at 5. &quot;Ah, now I won’t be late.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You will have to be late. My son!&quot; A mysterious voice came.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who? Who is there? Come out.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You know me. Or not?&quot; Master Aragdo came out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You again? Leave me alone. Please!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Come with me, you have to save Shadow Star.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can’t.. I have told you before and now again I am telling you. Mom, come here, a thug is in our home!&quot; Eayan Shouted&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It’s no use screaming Eayan! I know much of magic. Do not try to call your mom. She can’t hear or see you!&quot; Master Aragdo said with a smile on his face. &quot;Come with me, now!&quot; saying this, he put his staff down on the ground.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A white light flashed at once. Eayan closed his eyes, it was too bright for human eyes. After 2 seconds, he opened his eyes and found himself at a strange place. He was not seeing this for first time. It was Master Aragdo’s lab.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why have you brought me here? What do you want?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I just want to tell you an old story. It was 2091, 1st December, when those aliens attacked us. They were lesser in number. Just a few thousands. But they did not fight among themselves as humans did. They conquered smaller nations one by one. The big fishes were happy. They did not do anything to save people in those small countries. Aliens used older technologies which these nations did not possess. Big nations thought that their technology was inferior and concentrated on self-defence. aliens conquered more than 50 small countries in just 29 days. Then arrived the main fleet. The big cargo ships that carried thousands of aliens and more advanced weapons with them arrived. Sensing danger, 15 nations formed the &quot;Defence League&quot;. But it was too late. Before the league could strike, Aliens invaded 50 more nations in just 5 hours. Now aware of their modern technology, the League planned to launch attacks. But those plans never turned to reality. The League was destroyed. Every single soldier in the army was killed. They killed all the humans they encountered. A little group planned to escape. It consisted of 50 ships. These 50 ships were te most advanced ships we had. One big question that we had was of the destination. Where we could go? Earth was our only home. No other planet like Earth was known to us. But we had to leave.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Then how did you find Shadow Star?&quot; Eayan asked curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Seems like you are interested.&quot; Aragdo said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We are taught about old technology in school. This has never been told.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So, that fool wants to stay alive by old technology. I told him but he doesn’t understand.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who fool?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Our, sorry, your leader, Andrew.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you saying?&quot; Eayan at once grew angry. &quot;Do you know what you are saying? He is our hero.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He’s a complete coward. You don’t know the reality.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He’s not a coward.........&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He is.&quot; Aragdo said interrupting Eayan. He seemed very angry. But he cooled down in almost a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The happenings were more complex than you think, my son. That day, many things happened. Our survival was just a coincidence.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How did you all survived?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That’s a long story Eayan, a very long story.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I want to hear that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Not now. I will meet you tomorrow.&quot; Saying this, Aragdo took out a black crystal from his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Take this Crystal. Always keep it with you. You will soon need it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan without willingness, took the crystal. It was diamond shaped black transparent crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You are ready to go, I assume.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, I am.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again a white light flashed and Eayan found himself in his bed.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4755251361817073873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/4755251361817073873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/4755251361817073873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/4755251361817073873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/07/story.html' title='The Story'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-7278871817612470913</id><published>2008-07-11T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:56:54.331-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The End"/><title type='text'>Dreams Come True!</title><content type='html'>After 15 minutes, Eayan was at school. He did not like school at all. They were taught about their ancestors who lived on earth thousands of years ago. Eayan was born at Shadow Star but had heared enough of the earth and the struggle. Even when escaping, Aliens showed no mercy. most of the ships were destroyed. For 16 years, humans had been on Shadow Star. But they wanted the Earth back. But it was well known that defeating those aliens was very difficult. Since they had left earth, humans were only able to defend Shadow Star, there second and now only home. It seemed that aliens were not interested in them. They had got what they wanted. Why? No one knew except them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long and exhausting period of 8 hours, Eayan was free from school. He was returning home with Sam and Picky, his best friends. It was difficult to tell how they became friends. Sam was a typical geek, Picky a good leader and Eayan, a bit of geek and a bit of leader. But Sam and Picky’s abilities shadowed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, Sam and Picky had some important work. For half way, Sam and Picky were with Eayan. Then they went to Picky’s aunt’s home. Eayan did not like to go at such places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an ordinary day for Eayan. He walked in to a strange corridor just to find out what was inside.The corridor went to an old abandoned house. Eayan loved such old places. He loved spending time at such places. They just attracted him. He entered a room. It seemed ordinary, like all other rooms. But a dark figure stood at one corner. As Eayan walked towards the figure, the door closed by itself. Dark figure moved, not only moved, it also spoke, &quot; Eayan, so finally you have come to me. Welcome. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan was thunderstruck. He had seen this figure before. He even recognized the voice. &quot; But how? You can be real! That was just a dream. How can this be? &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; You recognize me. You are better than what I had thought. Do not be afraid. I am Master Aragdo. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; But that was a dream, just a dream. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; No Eayan, that was not a dream. I am real. I told you enough last time. This time, I just wanted to tell you that I am not a dream, I am real. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan was frightened, he ran towards the door and tried to open it but it did not open. Master Aragdo moved towards him and put his hand on Eayan’s soldier, &quot; Don’t be afraid my boy! I will do no harm. I just wanted your help. Shadow Star is in danger. They invaded earth. Now, they are planning to attack Shadow Star. Only you can save it. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; But how? I am just a 16 year old boy. I don’t even know how to fight! &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; You don’t need to. You have that fire within you. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; Tell me about yourself. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; I will! But wait for time to come. I am going, Bye! &quot; A strange fog appeared from nowhere and he disappeared in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan opened his eyes. This time he found himself in his room.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7278871817612470913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/7278871817612470913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/7278871817612470913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/7278871817612470913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreams-come-true.html' title='Dreams Come True!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481120228509828742.post-821187394490885354</id><published>2008-07-06T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:56:54.331-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The End"/><title type='text'>The Dream</title><content type='html'>As Eayan opened his eyes, he found himself at a strange place. A place he had never seen before. As he sat up, a voice came, &quot;Welcome Eayan, welcome to my lab. Apologies for bringing you here this way. But I had to do this. &quot; &quot;What the hell? I am in a lab? Who are you and why.... &quot; Before he could complete, voice interrupted him, &quot;Do not be afraid, I am your master, Master Aragdo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What? My master? I had more than enough of school and now I have got one more Master! I will have to talk to mom.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Relax my boy, your mother has not sent me nor am I interested in teaching you. There is a cause for which you are here. A big cause. We need your help. You will have to be our savior. You are our last hope.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I am just anormal boy of 16 and I don’t know anything about you. How can I be your savior? Let me........&quot; Aragdo again interrupted him, &quot;You are too unstable. Just let me tell you why we need you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Eayan was feeling bad being interrupted like this. But he still listened. &quot;My boy, our planet is in danger. That is all I can tell you now. I will contact you again.&quot; He sounded convincing enough to Eayan this time. &quot;But how will you contact me?&quot; &quot;That’s my matter, for now Bye.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eayan sat up again. But this time, he was on his bed. &quot;Was it a dream? Or what?&quot; just as he was thinking about this, he heared Mom’s voice, &quot;Won’t you get up Eayan? Get ready for school quickly.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&quot;Oh, I forgot about school in all this.&quot; Saying this he quickly got up and went to kitchen.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/821187394490885354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4481120228509828742/821187394490885354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/821187394490885354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481120228509828742/posts/default/821187394490885354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowstar-thestory.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>