CHAPTER 1: EXPOSITION

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It was getting dark, then. The sun setting down; leaving the sky ahead a bluish-orange color. The sky further ahead was now dark blue in color, with layers of gray, thin wisps; clouds. The sun completely went down the horizon and is now replaced by the yellow crescent moon. It’s eyes with complete black shadows surrounding it. It’s mouth filled with blood which is now dripping out. The devilish grin on it’s face permanent. A girl which is sat down below a silver-leafed tree shifted herself, getting bored and uncomfortable. Silver and sparkling stars started to occupy the night sky.

“This is getting boring…” The girl muttered to herself.

Even if she’s wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, the razor sharp blade of the silver grass beneath her still pricked her legs. She then sat up in irritation, her long, wavy blonde hair, highlighted with purple streaks swaying with the cold wind.

“Ugh… I’ll get out of here…” She took one last glance at the city, decorated with silver roofs. Her hometown. Silver City. And with that, she snapped her finger and a swirl of purple leaves swirled around her. She is nowhere to be seen now.

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