SoulTale

Prologue

Soultale -
A journey one goes on that changes who they are as a person.

Fire.. fire everywhere.. I ran through the woods holding her small hand. She was crying, but I didn't stop. I looked behind me and was terrified at the site. A giant dragon made of pure flames flew in the sky above home. I swear it was glaring at me. What should I do? Erra.. Erra.. Erra..

"ERRA!" I was jolted awake by my teacher slamming on my desk. I looked up and looked at my teacher, Miss Kims, staring at me coldly. "Yes..?" I said sheepishly. "Is my class that boring for you?" She asked. I smirked and ran my hand through my hair. "I mean someone with Wind Magic fell asleep in your class, does that answer your question?" I snapped back, which got me some laughs and an 'ooohhh' from someone behind me. Miss Kims grit her teeth and stormed back to her podium. "Now, if everyone can keep their heads up we can continue, turn to page 302." She started blathering about some science shit or something. I opened my journal and started writing. I'm Erra Stone. I've been staying in the Stonehouse Orphanage ever since I was taken in about 10 years ago. I sometimes have dreams.. Or maybe nightmares is the better word, from that time but.. It's always that same shot I can't remember anything else. But enough about that. I have long brown hair that I always keep in a ponytail. I have the school uniform as well, a skirt that doesn't reach my knees, white leggings, black loafers, a blue shirt, navy blue blazer, and black tie. Most of my school hates the uniforms for females due to how short the skirt is, but I never minded it, most girls wear skirts this short anyways. I was thinking to myself so much I didn't even realize how much time passed. The bell rang and that scared me shitless. I heard some bitch laugh at me and huffed as I put my books in my bag, picking it up and walking out. "Miss Stone." I sighed and stopped as Miss Kims called me out. "Come here." I sighed and walked to her. "Yes Miss Kims~" I said in my innocent voice. "I believe it's appropriate to send you to detention for your lunch block." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Fine, give me the yellow slip." I waved her off. Miss Kims glared at me and pulled a yellow note and wrote down; Erra Stone. Lunch Detention XX/XX I took it and stuffed it in my bag, waving my hand as I stormed out. You've got to be shitting me.