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Lunette, i was named at birth and it perfectly suited me cuz i was always up at night, observing it with scrutiny i had a little secret, only Abhi knew and trusted me he was my best friend ever, he believed in my destiny i loved the moon and had a song the song gave me answers in my heart i didn't know how i knew that song but it helped me seperate the right and wrong The project i had in college was huge Yen was arranging for Mr. Fiddle, but he refused Mr. Fiddle was an astronaut, famous and renowned But asking for his help, only left him frowned "Lune, do you know him?" Yen asked me one day "Why?" I asked confused, "He likes you!" Yen was about to say "I don't know him!" i said to Yen, the joker All he would do is fool around and play poker "Fiddle said he'd meet us, only if you come along" Was Yen telling the truth? Only one way to find right from wrong at night i sung my song, asking moon for its help i called Fiddle on his number, i knew that voice from somewhere We set ready to meet him, Abhi, Yen, Marsella and me Marsella and I were bff's once, but now I ignored her completely After formal meetings at Fiddle's house, the others left me with him all i wanted now is truth and only truth from him "You're not a human Lune, Night Riser's, we are I am your grandpa Lune, i've searched for you, wide and far" He was kidding, i thought, i was not an alien But then he sung my moon song, how did he know about it? he started his story and involuntarily i sat still i wanted to know the truth, no matter what will "Pikshtra invaded our planet, Prisma" grandpa started to tell "a bad person he was, he used explosives there" "he bought me and my wife on earth for some research a top secret thing it was, but for us, scientific torture electric shocks and huge machines, made us unhealthy in return all it did to him was make him wealthy" "We tried to escape and managed at once for a few years we got rid of him We had a son, who was married by then and two beautiful granddaughters was our gift" "Pikshtra found us, on the birth day of my granddaughters we ran in different direction, getting seperated i lost my wife and others as well But found both my grand daughters..." "Where is my sister then?" i asked "You know her" Fiddle said "Marsella it is" he added along it was too much to digest, i wanted to sing my song... **for the entire story visit: http://fictionworldbyap.blogspot.in/2012/07/night-riser.html
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