Jadis
No one told me that it wasn't okay to not have a mother.
I hadn't found out until I noticed that no one wanted to talk to me at school, teachers intentionally ignored me, higher nobles sneered at me, and the Leaders pretended I didn't exist.
Although my father is considered a good, noble man, they clearly do not believe he should have kept me.
I sigh, drawing circles in the sand near the gardens. My hair, jacket, and pants are soaked. Some other kids had dumped a can full of water over my head.
Clearly, the other kids had caught the drift, and decided, 'why not? No one cares'.
Really, the only person who would truly care is Dad, but I don't want to go home like this. I would rather stay outside in the sun. It's not like I am any more cold than I would be in the throes of Winter.
Focusing again on the picture I have been drawing in the sand, I see I have drawn a little person sitting with their arms wrapped around their legs, trees and plants leaning towards them.
Odd.
Sighing again, I wrap my arms around my legs and sit. I will go home in a few hours.
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Introductions (Prequel)
FantasíaFire, Earth, Water, Air, and Magic. All different lands, all different cultures, all different people. How could they even begin to click? How long can puzzle pieces stay together?
