Zyanya?

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I sit up in bed, stretching my tired arms.
"Maybe today she'll finally come," I say to myself, pulling my red and grey jacket over my plain white shirt, "I guess I should go to the village to pick up some food."
I pull on my red high tops, regretting my choice of footwear. I should have packed tennis shoes, then I'd have more support on my feet. I attempt to tie my shoe, realizing a little too late I'd forgotten to put on my glasses. I look down at the knotted mess I'd created in my blinded state. A loud annoyed sigh escapes my mouth. I fix my laces, then look out the window. The sun is about to set. What!? I didn't know I'd slept that long. I walk out onto my front porch, look out at the beautiful view I had, go back inside, then decide to stay outside. I walk over to the cliff just outside my house, sitting down on the edge and pulling up grass out of boredom. A twig snaps just a few inches away from me and I whirl around, unsheathing my sword in one quick motion. I force my attacker to the ground, pointing the tip of my sword at their throat. It's a girl, about my age. She is laughing insanely, as if I'd just told a hilarious joke.
"Who are you and what do you want from here?!" I demand, inching the tip closer. The girl continues laughing.
"You really don't recognize me? Shame, I wanted see the look on you're face when you did!" The girl yells, giving me a slated, wry smile. I take a closer look at this stranger, finally realizing who it was. She looked older from the last time I'd seen her, but I knew exactly who this girl was.
"Zyanya?"

Finally! Welcome to the end of my story. But, wait, that's not all! There will be an extra chapter for you guys to ask characters questions and for me to add the full version of Nether Bridge. Ask any question you'd like, if it doesn't appear, it's probably cause it has something to do with book two or just had nothing to do with this story. For any other questions, please go check out the Q and A I also have.

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