Mura

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*I'm just going to put funny pictures up here 🔝 and none of them belong to me. I am also going to put random names for villages and kingdoms.*

No ones POV:

On the outskirts of Murabito, exists a small town, Mura. Mura is basically invisible to everything outside of the safety barrier, so the king, who owns the land, doesn't even know about the small town.

A young witch walks the village street, letting her brunette, short, hair flow through the wind as she walks the village streets. Ochako Uraraka, makes her way to her family's humble bakery. *Ding* the sound ringing through her ears as she opens the door and is blasted with different smells. Her eyes first landing on the plain jelly biscuits sat on the shelf for display.

"Hello, hunny" Ochako turns around to be met with a tall women with long brown hair. "Hello, mother." Ochako greets. "Your apron is in the back." She states

Ochako makes her way to the back room and finds the apron hanging on it's hanger. She takes it off the hanger and looks at the thin brown fabric. Her parents always wanted her to be a baker witch, but Ochako didn't want to sit in a bakery all day. She was a stubborn girl who wanted to be in the action and explore. After years of begging, her parents promised her that on her 18th birthday she would able to cross the safety border and explore the world beyond. Luckily, her 18th birthday was tomorrow.

She put the apron on and continued her day making bread and burning croissants.

Ochako wiped the forming sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. Finally, the day was over and it was going to probably be the last day she was ever going to make pastries. She closed the store and went home.

*Morning*

Ochako's POV

I woke up with a ray of sunshine in my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and then realized that today was my birthday. I quickly got out of bed almost tripping over my own feet. I quickly got ready and put on my brown leggings with a small white dress that barely goes below my thighs. I then put on my favorite purple witch hat that has a layered fabric that covers over the shoulders. I grabbed my bag and stuffed all the things I would need and grabbed my staff, wand, and spell book.

My parents knew that I would be leaving today, so when I got downstairs I saw them standing next to the front door. "I thought this day would never come." My father said sighing. "Honey are you sure you want to do this, I mean you can stay with us and we can run the bakery together." She says. But she knows that my mind was already set. "I nodded my head yes and gave them a big hug. I moved away and made my way to the front door and opened it. "Before you go, take this." My mother says as she gives me a necklace with a green orb attached to it. "What is it?" I ask. "It's something that was passed down from generation to generation in our family."

I looked at the orb closely realizing that there was a small emerald green crystal in the middle. I felt like I was connected to it somehow. "Thank you, mom." I said while smiling. I turned around and walked out the door leaving my parents behind.

I made my way past stores and parks, remembering all the fun I had at them. I soon found myself at the edge of the border and stared at the glistening, clear, walk-through glass. I took a big gulp as I put one foot through the barrier then the other, till I was fully outside. I took in a deep breath, admiring the fresh air that surrounded me.

The forest surrounding me was filled with such life. Birds chirping from the start of a new day, deer galloping away, and monkeys, swinging from tree to tree. I didn't know where to start, so I took out my runes. *at least that's what I think they're called* they told me the way to the next village so I started walking. It didn't tell me how far it was so it might take awhile to get there.

Hours past and I feel like I have seen only trees. I walked for a little bit more until I was hit with an intoxicating smell. It smelled of burned wood. I followed the smell, which I shouldn't have. Cause the next thing I know...











I'm standing in front of a burned village.

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