Ok, so you'll discover who the narrator is... if you can guess it that is
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Once again, the feeling of loneliness crept over me. This time, I didn't have my parents close to me,
nobody to cheer me up. I passed by the giant planets again, clinging to my memory in a desperate
attempt to bring my parents back, trying to think good thoughts, trying to feel happy again just by
looking at the planets. All were in vain; I simply could not forget what had just happened to me. The
dream I had a some time ago turned into the worst nightmare I had ever had. As I let myself go, I got
further from my parents, further from the dreams, but the sorrow that filled my heart would not go
away. In all quietness, I closed my eyes. Cold slowly engulfed me and entered my body. I could still
remember the good times I had spent with my parents at home, their wise teachings about the universe,
and started to wonder why it had all happened to me and my parents. With those thoughts, my heart
hardened and became bitter towards this cruel fate, and I slowly fell into a deep sleep.
I was woken up by a stranger. The space around me was still as cold, and I did not want to talk to
anybody. The 'wayfarer' as he called himself asked me why I was not replying to him. I stayed solemn,
so he started telling about the adventures he had had as wayfarer in space. He narrated how he started
as a young enthusiastic adventurer, how he wanted to get to know new areas, make new discoveries. He
mentioned that the most beautiful thing he had ever seen was a giant 'supernova'. He explained that this
is a rare occasion when a particular star dies and bursts into a spectacular cloud of multicoloured gas.
The visitor then laughed and said that he had been fortunate to be very far away from that blast, for he
would otherwise not be here to tell the tale. He noticed the sudden sorrow on my face and seemed to be
able to read my thoughts.
With a soothing voice, he said that he was deeply sorry, but that I should not be in such a state. He
told me that life had its vicissitudes that we cannot fight and that my parents had given their lives for
me. He convinced me that my parents would not be happy to see me in such a condition and asked me
to show him that their sacrifice was not vain. Upon those words, my heart warmed, and the ice isolating
it from the universe started to melt. “Look!” he exclaimed. In front of us lay a splendid scene.
Apparently, a star had died some time ago, and the gas that had remained around it was shining. It
announced the birth of a new star, the wayfarer explained. For the time being, the gases would remain
that way, and he said that, amazingly, it formed a legendary figure. He told me that he had once heard a
story of a bird which could be born again from its ashes, and that bird was called 'phoenix'. As I
contemplated the beauty before my eyes, I was speechless.
For a long time, I accompanied the wayfarer across space, discovering even more and learning a lot
from him; he eventually became my best friend. One day, he told me that he was looking for a
particular planet where strange creatures with immense knowledge lived. It was his last will as
wayfarer to visit that planet named Earth. As he talked to me, he showed it to me. It was indeed a
beautiful planet, of a deep blue colour and partially covered with what seemed like a bright green
velvet. He told me that it is very likely that he will never be able to come back again, and made me
promise that I will continue exploring space. We parted and I watched him go. As he approached Earth,
he started to glow, as if his soul was shining. Slowly, his body dissolved, into countless glowing pieces
like those of a shooting star. Finally he disappeared, his wish fulfilled.
I was happy to have met the wayfarer. It was my turn now, my turn to take his title of wayfarer and
spread all the knowledge that I had to the ones I would meet. I will not fail in my duty of wayfarer nor
fail in my promise. I realised the real purpose of life, why sometimes it can be harsh, but at other times
it is very generous. We need only to open our hands and accept the gift offered to us. I just could not let
sorrow prevail over me, not after all the trials I had gone through. Everything has its purpose, and, like
the phoenix, I will rise from the ashes!
[~1600 words total Part 1 & 2]
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Okay, that's it! Thanks for reading through
EDIT: Sorry, I forgot to separate my paragraphs to make it more readable
