Chapter 3: too many days

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It's been way too many days; I believe it's been two months and I have seen him but I'm too afraid to ask him if he remembers me besides he has girls clinging onto him 24/7 I wish I could be one of them but not as extreme

"Sweetheart; it's time to go" my father said while I was staring out the window. The snow has completely vanished no trace of it in sight but the clouds still show promise. I went with my father but the whole village seems off. I got into the bakery and I got some bread but the village went quiet "father what is it?" Father looked so worried and he's never worried like this "sweetheart we need to go NOW!" he yelled grabbing my hand and running to our farm and as we ran the sky turned green balls of fire and ash had fallen from the sky the fire was green. My eyes were wide as a huge monster came up from the ball of ash

Oh shit...

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