The lost girl

Before the feet ran...

Far away in the deeps of an immense woodland, where people new no shame of their bare hands or their singular aspects, was born a girls, who's cries echoed louder than any other newborn who had existed before. Thus, this thunderous cried enthralled a daunting magician who had been hiding for decades. "She must go to the Champion's of the gold wish, her voice displays the braveness your people lack of" He told the father with prudent awareness.

The years passed like the light of the sun flowing through curtains in a sunny day, her father was a working men, respected from everyone that reside in the town. Not one men dared to talk about his family as for he was the reason theirs were still safe and joyful in their homes. "Why won't you let me out mom? The other girl's are starting to learn how to hunt. I can't fall behind." The girl would do such a tantrum, but still her mother would chose to give her all the sugarcane to reach, until her whining stopped than let her fragile to the outside of her house. Even though her husband may have forgotten the prophecy once a stranger had say, she had stick to it, until the mere idea of losing her little girl haunted her each night.

One day her mother went off to the woods, which was weird because since she was born she was never more than five feet away from her vigil, but today it was different, there was something happening, there was no usual chatter and laugh outside the window to observe.

"Pa' why have the kids stopped to play? Why is mom going out each afternoon and coming back when the stars are already settle." For a seven year old girl that only had her parents at dispose this felt like isolation. Until one day in her fifteenth birthday, at the corner of the door, there was a light, shining so glamorously she couldn't resist the urge to open the door and see what was behind. Never in her life had she felt so absorb by something as the thing she felt when she followed the light across the forest that night..