Chapter one

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I am alone. I have been for as long as I can remember. In this woodland. It is my home, yet I can't help but fell a bit worried about the dark side of the woods, I live in the light because the dark isn't meant for my kind..... Do I evan have a kind? "What ever" I say aloud. I walk towards the

clearing of moss and clovers. The trees open up in this part of the woods, but above the tree limbs stretch out and enter twine with each other, making a sheltered place to sleep, evan in the light rain that falls on the light side. I take of my dear skinned jacket I made and lay down on a bed of cool clovers, covering my self with the jacket I begin to drift to sleep.

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