Not A Wasteland (A Lie) || Original

amber (like flames)

So.. story#1!

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A man, amber eyes and brown swept-back hair, walked up to a castle of olden times. A lady around the age of her mid 20s stood on the castle bridge "Ah! Tolsman Anur Altwick! Right this way." Said the lady, she took a torch from a torch holder on the wall and led this man named Anur down a dark,damp, and deep passageway leading to a place where he deeply hated, the underground sickbay.

As a little clueless boy he had a plentiful and splendid childhood, spending his days on the their family swingset for countless hours, till his mother called him for dinner.

But all was short-lived.

A housefire had wiped out his parents.

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At the fire , he and his parents were shrouded in a ring of blazing flames, his mother had spotted and opening and managed to save him before it closed.

He had remembered his mother's last words to him...

"Anur! Save yourself and get out of here! Have a bright future...brighter than these blazing flames... Don't look back!"

His father had joined his mother and gave Anur the most caring and sweetest smile he could give his scared and terrified son. The coward kid he was back then ran and left his parents, he had ran into the woods, he turned his his head right at the moment a part of the building had fell on top of his parents and the flames got wilder, it had set the pile ablaze.

He ran and ran, never looking back. With a newfound fear of wildfires burned into his mind.

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3 days later, Anur had been found by the search team that was sent, multiple houses had been affected alongside his family's house, the authorities had found under an illicher tree, known for it's beneficial fruits,his once emerald green eyes, had somehow turned into a burning amber-yellow, the same color as the raging fire that had killed his parents.

___________End of flashback___________

But instead of a normal orphanage. Little Anur had was turned to the underground sickbay, because family had been fairly famous for being talented healers. So they turned him to that wretched place.

Feeling so alone at the sickbay, surrounded by wounded or sick people, he felt trapped there.

Yet here he was, progressively walking to the place he hated most.

To try and sort out a problem that has tangled itself into his life.

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Aaand that's a wrap! For first story I think that was good, but it's really up to you guys to decide on that!

Comment! No need to vote! (Yeah I know) I want to know who actually reads this! Please don't be a silent reader!

Author~san,
•Moonlight Malnier•

400+ words *sigh*
Ps.
I'm really bad at writing, that's another reason I made this book, to improve and gain a bit of writing experience. I had took down one of my other stories, until then, while I'm not satisfied with my writing I won't be putting that up again.

1.16.22 - Holy f*ck this is old