Destiny

2: A Hopeful Change

No one knew which queen birth the child, all they knew was that over the years as the child grew to 3, the child enraged the leader. Believing it was an ominous sign, work was harder, everything was harsher, hurt and hate grew stronger.

They had hit the child so bad that it lost its memory, adding insult to injury, the leader had thrown the child into a place where torture was most and in the darkness so the identity wasn't revealed.

Lola, 8 already, living with her one relative, Hepa who she knows as her grandfather. Her grandfather is already 78, an old but wise man, trying to teach Lola of what the land was like. Lola is a smart young child, dark brown hair and eyes, her hair straightly reaches her shoulders, her round face contains her relatively sharp nose and small mouth. From a young age, she can talk and start learning the basics. Difficulties faced as she tries to survive.

Hepa has taught her about how life has changed, from silence to a din. Lola was always upset, wondering why her life was fated to be here. She wanted to save Hepa and the others out of their misery and pain. She wanted someone to smile at her at talk to her instead of just glancing away with hurt overwhelming, she wanted to go up to the leader and tell him off for his actions, she wanted to shout and scream for help, she wanted everything to be fine. She can't, she can't save the people, she can't go to the leader, she can't get help, none of her wishes would be fulfilled.

Living a life with such work, you just wish something can get you out of there. You just want to get rid of it. Lola was that kind of persevering girl.

Lola grew with a fire in her heart, whatever she saw, she knows it isn't right. It just isn't right.

Help, time is the only factor. Your destiny must be assumed. It will be done.