Standing on the sand
of the dawn of her life. The wind blows with two attitudes, one is soft and
gentle and the other is brisk and heavy. Her hair has grown out to her
shoulders at least. The great feeling of natures soul flows through every
strand filling her with pride in who she is. The water rushes up to take the
land from under her feet. She adores the array of colors the universe can
produce during a sunrise. In that moment she didn't know that the water
stealing the land would be her first battle, it goes completely unnoticed
though.
Off in the distance
she could hear the voice of man, the chatter of their gossips were like flies
buzzing around. She turned to see a sword, shield and a helmet. She didn't
understand why she would be interested in these things. It was that moment a
being appears to her. The voice said "take these things I have provided
you as you will need them soon." She gathers up the gear and heads to her
sanctuary.
She relaxes
peacefully in those innocent moments. A voice calling to her grabs her
attention. She is suddenly shoved to the ground where she lay in confusion.
Thoughts running through her head like a train carrying cargo cross country at
night. She looks up to see a human force walking toward her at least 100
strong. She assumed they had come to take her innocence. She grabs up her sword
of words and her shield of lies and begins a battle that she would fight for a
lifetime. Somehow her abilities with the sword are unmatched, the first 100 lay
dead at her feet. With her sword in the air she let out a war cry that could be
heard in the most distant of places.
She begins to walk
into the wilderness seeking something she hasn't figured out yet. She walks the
journey meeting nothing but the sound of wild animals in the distance. The
woods are dark at night and her fear is that she may never find a way to you.
She comes to a crossing where a stream flows quietly through. She sees the
reflection of the moon in the water and kneels down to see her own face. She
sees a face she cant recognize, it is covered with dirt and disfigured beyond
her belief. She tries to wash the dirt from her face but it is no use. She
looks around and all she can see is trees. She is frail with only skin wrapped
around bones. Her hair is matted and out of control. Her attire is that of
sheets and what ever material she could get her hands on.
After traveling so
far she sees smoke in the distance, it is dusk the sun is setting on her
shoulders. She heard no noise but saw a beautiful house on a hill. She decided
to climb a tree just to watch the house to see who lived there. She fell asleep
in the tree and awoke to the morning birds singing their song. After a moment
she realized the house and smoke was not a dream it was reality. The place was
more magnificent than she had seen last evening. She saw a boy near her age
running a muck in the yard. She felt humiliated that she looked so horrible and
he looked well taken care of. Still carrying a small amount of his baby fat.
When the sun made it to the top of the sky she decided she was going to take
the chance and go to the house. She was starved and that was motivation enough.
As she approached the house she drew her sword and raised her shield. She was
good at sneaking so she crept up behind the boy walking into his shadow. He
turned slowly as if to see someone else. (To be continued)
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