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AIDANA'S STORY: PART I

AIDANA'S STORY: PART I

AIDANA- AGE 14

Aidana rounded a corner and cursed to herself as she came eye-to-eye with a stone wall. Her raven cried on her shoulder and dug its claws into her skin. Glancing up, she placed a hand on the cold surface and felt the rock's smooth finish.

"We will go around." She said and quickly backed up. The bird hopped off and took to the skyline, flapping its wings to get higher. She watched it disappear behind the wall and felt a wave of emptiness fall over her. "Or you can do that." She spoke.

The bird crawled as if saying, "Well, are you coming!?"

"On my way!" She called and scuffled away.

The sun was just setting below the alley and casting a thin ray of cold light upon her. She closed her eyes and sighed. It had been around a week since summoning her spirit animal and everything had fallen downhill. She had been forced to run away from her mother after the woman found out about the raven in the attic and came at it with a steak knife. Her mother was never the kindest woman and always seemed to have a tilted look in her gaze, even without her so-called "abusive" father that left when she was born, her life was still at risk. With the fear of losing her new partner, she had fled to the streets in hopes of finding a new life. Aidana had prayed that they would make it to a safe spot by nightfall, but now she doubted her optimism. Would any place even be safe?

Aidana flipped around another corner and began to creep silently across the shadows of the open street. Her feet barely touched the ground as she made way for the next alley, holding her breath when she stepped into the light of an open window. The sound of laughter filled the cold air and she watched as a couple shared a drink. They sat on a long elevated red cushion, the walls filled with expensive items and gaudy objects. A small child played below them, pulling on the lady's dress with interest. She craned her head around to look behind her, then continued to observe the family. The father pulled the girl onto his knee and rocked back and forth, singing an old tune she recognized from an old story. It sang of the great beasts and their many accomplishments back when they lived. The days when man gaped up at Uraza's blazing purple eyes and Essix's wide wings, all fell under their rule. Now there was just poor and rich, all men falling under the greater species who wanted more than they could give.

The child unexpectedly looked up and pointed right at Aidana, smiling as she yelled a welcome to the stranger. Her mother grabbed her arm and shouted a warning. Throwing an empty bottle that lay on the side table, the father stood up and yelled. "Get out of here! Go back to where you came from!" He screamed and slammed the window closed.

Aidana only shook her head. She had been scolded plenty of times, so this was no different. From taking a cheating shop owner's keys to accidentally leaving a collection of feathers in her mother's room, she had been told where she belonged from the beginning.

The girl bent down and picked up a shard of glass, examining the glass. Its shine looked deadly and she held it up to see clearly. Running it over her thumb, a sharp pain cut into her flesh and she drew back, satisfied. It will do. She needed protection out here and a broken bottle was the perfect weapon.

Placing the shard under a makeshift belt on her waist, the girl resumed down the road. After a while, she came up to a dark side space and turned down it. The walls were tight and the sun barely scraped downwards. A wind blew through the pass, ruffling her long black hair which was tied with a rustic blue sash. Her white dress hung raggedly around her feet from where she had been walking the last few days. Aidana felt tired and weak, but couldn't stop for rest. Not yet.