Once apon a time there was a young lady,named Melissa.She was the youngest and first one to bring down the powerful dark lord,Valmid.To show Melissa that the world envied and cared for her they (the town's people of Barnsville) threw a festival in honor of having the beautiful mystress to pretect them all.There were balloons,carnival games,popcorn,drinks,and even some easy set up take down gift shops at the festival.
There was only one thing/person missing.Melissa.
She was nowhere to be seen at the festival,but the people just continued to have fun hoping that she would stop by at least.
The thing was,Melissa had a deep dark secret and no one was able to figure it out.She was a secretive person at times,keeping to herself.And the people started rumors that she didn't really have anything else going on with her.Other than the last event that occured,the Battle Of Barnsville.Thats what they called it.
So Melissa wasn't very aware she had to attend the party,so she spent her afternoon alone.In the deep dark forest of Runnerscave.
She loved to sing and loved to sing near nature.It gave her the idea that she was calming down the forest animals of all there worries as so herself as well.That they would understand why she was there.
No one back at the village/town understood her properly.They hardly knew anything about her.They didn't even know her last name.
"Would you understand me?"A voice sang.
A voice of that belonged to the slightly troubled Melissa Harvington.She was sitting on a log looking hopeful.Her dark blue eyes were glazed with tears.It was obvious something upset her,or someone.
Melissa was wearing something you'd never see her in..a dress.A radiant dess that was as soft as silk.It smelled like flowers,like roses and tulips.
It was a pretty light blue that matched her mesmerizing eyes.Her hair was long,dark brown,it was laying on her shoulders and looked as soft as her dress.
Her apperance wea breath taking but she never let this much of herself to be exposed.She'd cover up with armor or long robes that covered everything.
She took a deep breath and continued,"Would you listen?Would you care about me?Would you care at all?"Those questions were said in a tone that'd make you cry.Sadness was clearly haunting Melissa she didn't expect for someone to answer her.
No animals could talk other than the mysterious dragons that lerked arount MountClaymore.So it would be qute idiotic to think you'd get an answer from forest animals.
Milissa stopped singing,looking at the ground.Dirt,sticks,weeds,and some patches of grass were covering the ground.Giving you a feel of nature.
"God?Lord?Gods?Lords?"She asked turing her gaze to the sky.The trees made it almost impossible to see the sun or the clouds for that matter.It created shade for her and thats what she liked.
The smell of rain water.healthy plants.and the cool breeze carried all of these different scents that could not be discribed
