It was just an ordinary day in Storyburg, sun shining bright like the stars through the three different forests surrounding every inch of the perimeter of town. We never had any stores no cars because we're in the middle of nowhere, literally. We had to hunt and had many wells throughout the town to survive.
I've been here my entire short 13 year life. I guess I'm sorta considered a blonde head, loner. I didn't have many friends. I often got picked on because I'm not the biggest guy my age, more so the smallest. I got left out a lot because I'm interested in adventuring, because I know there's more to life than just having the same routine day in and day out. But nobody ever left Storyburg.
It feels like something is trapping us here. Everybody finds it normal that they can't leave the the town. I think otherwise, I just have a feeling there's more. I'm not sure what it is though. There's a legend, that everybody talks about. They all say we aren't allowed out because the trees protect us, but only one person can completely destroy the curse. They say he's close, but has no idea. He has the skills, but is not wise enough to make the important life decisions that could change everything , postively or negatively....
