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Prologue

This wasn't how I wanted it to go, it was supposed to be different, my life wasn't supposed to be this way. In the end I guess what happened isn't as bad as others but I can't help but think everything could have been different.
Maybe I should restart this story, my name is Sienna and this all started the day I was born.
The day I was born was the day the moon covered sun and took away the light that shined down on the earth. My parents were of noble blood in those times anyway. My mother was said to be beautiful, with long glowing hair that looked like the purest of golds,and eyes that were more beautiful  than the ocean itself. She had a laugh that could make the universe stand still and a smile that could draw out any lie. My father, he was a brute of man. He was tall and could fight a bear with his bare hands. He had dark hair with eyes that held the midnight sky. My parents loved each other, but that all changed the day I came along.
It's all because I killed my mother. She died giving birth to me, that's the story everyone whispered to each other. My father told me different,  he said I stole her away with a song, a song that I sang the moment I was born. He told me it was called the death song.
My song is made up of my fear and sorrow. My father told me that I was never allowed to feel those thing, because if I happened to trigger it people would die. Still confused? Let me make it more clear, what my father means by it or my death song is my voice, my tears of sadnesses, and my screams of terror. If it's still confusing, well....... just watch and you'll see.
Let me tell you a story with in my story, it's about my ancestors, they had magic and not the good kind, it was the kind that killed, but it only killed when I was threatened or hurt. Now let me tell you how I killed my father.
My father was a particular man, and a dark one at that. He seemed to carry  shadows wherever he went, it was because of me, that's what people were saying anyway, they said I was a burden that if it wasn't for me my mother would be alive and my father he wouldn't have become the dark terror that he was. I grew with out anyone but him and the people in our village, they were scared of me and my father, but to him I was a poison.
My father and I were nothing alike. The only thing that showed I was his was my hair, which was darker than coal. The rest of my features are a mystery. I have golden eyes and tan skin, where as my family is paler than the moon that lit the night sky, along with everyone else in the village.
One night, the night I turned 16,after my father got tired of looking at me, he went out for a very long period of time. He came back later that night, drunk and very unhappy,to say the least. That night he told me he hated me, and then he began to attack me, with more force than a man striking his one and only rival. That was the last thing I remember before I woke up to his cold dead body lying next to me. That was the night I killed my father , and the night I left civilization.
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Hello everyone my name is Ellisah and I'm very glad that you chose my story! I will try to update as much as possible! Anyway ttyl!