A hero's journy

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Kendal's feet touched the cold hard floor of her tent as she rose up from a drifting sleep. She opened a chest and threw on an old worn out red, torn, and fading shirt along with old ripped jeans. She slid her bow across her back and opened the grey tent doors into the icy world. She trotted to the outskirts of the snow camp. Ever since 5 Kendal remembers the day that changed her life. Yet she tries to not trigger the past. Footsteps.. Near Kendal realized and spun around bow drawn only to find a girl with blue eyes young she had youth. Unlike the children in camp who looked like men.. The girl had platinum hair and a small blue white dress with long laces at ends of the sleeves. Now still drawn Kendal said " W-wh-who are you??" The girl sighed but didn't say a word but bowed as a sign of peace. Kendal lowered the bow and her eyes narrowed. "Your.. In a dress.." The girl nodded gracefully Kendal shocked
How is she not cold? A sound like a whistle but it couldn't be the girl startled and turned and hopped off. As soon as she left snow fell around blocking her tracks. Kendal called out "little girl !!!??" Over and over she saw it getting dark yet she needed to find the mysterious child!

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