↳ Mara's parents were born in Marley, but Mara was born within the walls. She knew a lot of things about the world beyond the walls, one of them being that Titan Shifters were at fault for the fall of Wall Maria. The cause of so many deaths, includi...
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● ACT ONE ●
Chapter one: Before and after
~ | ~ | ~ = time skip
Mara's pov:
I skipped, smiling my biggest, brightest smile, through my village with a hand woven basket of freshly plucked flowers. I made my way to the market stall my mother had helped me set up earlier that day, waving at my neighbours and giving away the occasional flower to a friend.
Once I arrived at the stall, I placed down the basket and gave my mother a hug. She hefted my sleeping younger sister, Yana, higher on her hip and placed an arm around me in return.
"Thank you darling. You always seem to know where the nicest flowers are." She smiled warmly at me, making my heart swell with the feeling of accomplishment.
"I'm just magic mama!" I exclaimed, giggling at my own joke. She laughed softly, covering her mouth with a knuckle like the polite woman she was.
"Would you run home and fetch your father for me, dear?" She requested. I nodded vigorously, then ran off again in the direction of our home.
By the time I reached the front door, I was panting for breath, but I didn't let that stop me from bursting through the door and scaring my father out of his own skin. I laughed, making my lungs ache, but soon regained my composure and informed my father that mama needed him.
He smiled at me and scooped me off my feet, tickling me within an inch of my life. Laughter escaped my lips as I begged him to stop so I could breathe.
Soon though, he lifted me onto his shoulders and we left the house, heading back towards the market again. Within five minutes, we reached mama's stall, finding her with a now awake Yana, both of them setting up the flowers I'd plucked.
Yana was the first to notice us, she immediately sprung forward and attached herself to our father's leg, since it was the only part of him she could actually reach. Our father put me down carefully, then walked to our mother and planted a swift kiss on her cheek.
I stuck my tongue out at the sight. I took Yana in my arms, resting her on my hip like our mother had.
"Ew! No one wants to see that! That's gross!" I exclaimed, making the two adults laugh. Papa went about doing whatever mama had called him for while my mother turned to me with a mischievous grin.
"One day you'll be doing that with whoever you marry. Perhaps you'll even have a child of your own, saying the same thing!" She smiled, smothering both me and Yana in sloppy kisses to annoy us.
