My Blue Star
“Blue. His blue. It became my favorite color—the only hue that mattered in a universe turned to ash. But I eventually learned that blue is also the color of stars that die in total silence."
I fell in love with a Turian of arctic eyes in the middle of a funeral that had no body to mourn. Garrus Vakarian was my only anchor in the void, the sole horizon I could see whenever the towering shadow of my brother, the Great John Shepard, threatened to eclipse me. But in this galaxy, love between species often feels like a cruel joke—and I was the only one who didn't catch the punchline.
He vanished without a goodbye. No note. No reason. He left me standing like a hollow statue in a Citadel that reeked of his absence.
When Cerberus approached me with the Lazarus Project, I didn't say yes out of heroism. I said yes because I was already dead behind the eyes. If my flesh, my blood, and my very breath could serve as the scaffolding to rebuild the "Important Shepard," then let them take it all. I was nothing but a cosmic ghost searching for a place where it finally hurts to breathe.
I was ready for the fluid in that tank to drown his name out of my mind. I was ready to be the sacrifice John needed to save the world.
But destiny has a twisted sense of humor: my brother has awakened, the galaxy is tearing at the seams, and somewhere on Omega, a lone vigilante is still firing into the dark... never knowing that I died just so he could have a hero to follow once more.
Can Mara Shepard survive the resurrection of her brother and the ghost of the man who shattered her soul?
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