by dolly » Wed May 10, 2017 2:42 pm
I could never fully recall the events of that night, nor how I even ended up there in the first place. For all I knew I was born there or abandoned by my parents but never the less, I began there. Let me set the mood for you. It was a dark and stormy night, the kind of night you'd see at the beginning of a horror story. The rain was heavy and the wind was howling. And then there was me. A small defenseless kit with determination to outfight the storm. I though, was sadly mistaken if I actually thought I could out fight it. Now believe me, I tried, oh I tried so hard. Alas the wind knocked me down and before I could get up I was hit. It was huge and heavy. I can still imagine the pain I felt of that night, it was worse than anything i'd ever felt to this day. I would lay there for what seemed like hours, sobbing in the pain of it all. I cried for someone to help but no one was around to find me. Before I could do anything else I saw a flash of light and... boom! Down unconscious. In the moments before I knew I was dead, I mean how could I survive with injuries that bad and painful.
It was generally a surprise to me what followed that. I awoke after what seemed like days, maybe even years, to be told I had been laying there asleep for hours in the middle of a horrible thunderstorm. The strangest part was, I didn't have a scratch on me, besides my wings. Those were more than broken. I was being carried through the forest, towards a small village full of concerned kalons asking to many questions to understand. The two who brought me avoided them like the plague and went straight to there home where they laid me down to rest.
When I awoke I was greeted by them and my new siblings. They introduced themselves one by one. Summer and Cora were my new mothers and the ones who rescued me and their children Nimue, Neal, and Killian were my new siblings. They were both more than kind, they provided me with a place to stay, fresh and delicious treats, and clean, tasty water to drink. My siblings were a different story, they were great don't get me wrong but we'd constantly get into your typical sibling fights and quarrels.
The youngest was Nimue. She was my best friend at the time. She taught me about the kingdom, she made sure I was doing okay, she'd tell me about the boy she was crushing on. She talked to me about the strange glowing halo my horn emitted but neither of us could pin that mystery down. Believe me, we searched for hours on that question alone. Neal and Killian always seemed close to each other, it felt awkward to try and push in and start a conversation with them. Especially cause they'd end up attack me, in a loving way of course, which gave me a real spook even after the hundredth time.My mothers on the other hand, I couldn't ask for better. Summer cared for me like I was one of her own and Cora never failed to make me happy in tough times, which were often with the town having a large dislike for me.
The town was not so much though. Ever since the day I arrived rather hard to explain horrible events began happening, it would storm for hours out of the blue and end as quickly as it came, constant dry spells after leaving most of the crops to wilt, and some much worse incidents between townsfolk. It may seem silly looking at it now but they blamed me for it all! They'd say the day I came that storm came and since then these unfortunate incidents began occurring. How absurd that was honestly, but I still believed it deep down.
Every day i'd ask my self the same question - "Am I causing this?" and each day i'd say "No, it was just a coincidence." and carry on. If I told myself that enough I though just maybe I would begin truly believing it but alas, no such thing happened. I started feeling that may be true, maybe just maybe I am a walked, breathing curse. I didn't fully believe it was true until it got to the breaking point. The point you never want things to reach.
My 20th birthday was coming up, faster than any of us could imagine. I was a whole two decades old this day! It would have been nice if only it was only that. Alas like always it went south, faster than we could have imagined. Early morning we rushed to the docks to find Killian who had presumably been kidnapped by pirates. We searched until nightfall for him but we ended up empty as always. With grief in our hearts we headed over to the ceremony where things started going even worse. Lighting struck the building, thieves raided and looted everything we owned led by Rossa and Roxanne of the Underground Kingdom, one of the 5 allied kingdoms, and you can't have a party like this without a murder. 5 killed, 17 injured by Rossa and Roxanne alone.
This was more than the breaking point. The day I turned 20 everything we loved and cared about was just gone. My mothers begged, cried for them to leave me alone. They had lost one son today, don't make it two they'd cry but the townsfolk didn't listen. They powered through them like bulls, taking me by the neck and dragging me off across town. They instructed me to do one of two ridiculous options. One, run into the distance and never look back or two, die. My family begged for them to stop but they didn't. If I made an honest choice, I would have ended it. Better for everyone right? But knowing my family wouldn't like that I had to leave them... forever. "Goodbye", i'd tell them with tears streaming down my face. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, I left everything I loved behind me.
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dolly on Sat May 13, 2017 1:29 pm, edited 6 times in total.
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