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~// SANCTUM VILLAGE //~

                                                                                        // Unknown //

A woman and their significant other sat in their house, muttering to each other, and occasionally glancing over at their child who happily played with a ball. Though, playing consisted of more shoving the ball in her mouth and shrieking in delight than anything else.

        Their pointy ears twitched as she cried out in happiness, then cried in dismay, her emotions changing like the rolling tide. Their large eyes darted around, looking everywhere, from the windows to the doors, worrying that someone would walk up and peer inside.

"We have to do something." The not so humanly woman hissed.

"Like what? Turn in our own child?" Her mate asked incredulously.

"How are we supposed to hide it?"

"We can't! We have to move somewhere else!"

"Where else would our kind be welcomed?" The elf scolded, breathing heavily.

"I don't know but her kind isn't welcomed here!" The latter interjected, their voice becoming louder. They said kind as if it were a foul word. And the way they had used it was. Their daughter was perfectly fine and here their wife was, saying that she was a curse.

"If we don't get rid of her the elders will find her and we'll be executed for housing it!"

"She's an it now?" The latter was becoming angrier and angrier by the second, their voice climbing higher.

        By now the child had lost the ball and was staring at her parents, blinking her eyes and twitching her ears, her tiny mouth open.

        The latter turned to look at their child and their features softened, a small smile played on their lips. They stood from the couch and picked their daughter up, cooing softly. Then they walked back over to the couch and sat next to their wife, black hair bobbing.

        They sat the child on their lap and faced her towards their wife.

"Get that thing away from me!" She hissed, jumping up.

        The latter elf stood and sat the baby on their hip.

"That thing is your daughter!"

"Shes no daughter of mine! It's a curse bestowed upon us because you didn't give enough thanks to the gods!"

"This again? First of all my daughter is not a curse, shes a blessing given to us by the First Spinjitzu Master, and second of all your the one who skipped her prayers!"

"The First Spinjitzu Master? REALLY?" The woman asked, anger flaring in her blue eyes. "This realm has tainted your perception on the world! The First Spinjitzu Master isn't a god, hes a curse himself, just like that thing!" The female elf pointed and accusing finger at the child who was happily playing the hem of the latter elf's shirt.

        The elf became so mad, their face so red, they stomped their foot, turned around and walked out of their house, pressing their daughter's face into their shirt and sobbing softly.

        They turned to the house they had lived in with their wife for five years and uttered a few words in elfish. Cursing the person inside its roof.

        Then, they fled, tears threatening to fall from their eyes, and tears freely falling from their child's eyes. They ran and ran and ran until their legs wouldn't carry them anymore. They collapsed in a clearing in a forest and stared down at their beautiful daughter, who blinked her three, gorgeous blue eyes up at her guardian.

 They collapsed in a clearing in a forest and stared down at their beautiful daughter, who blinked her three, gorgeous blue eyes up at her guardian

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