Flyer

Chapter 1- Backstory

Soulmates-

:Soulmates were something everyone had, you would get a tattoo that represented their soulmate(s) somewhere on your body at the age of 15 (depends on your species), and along with that the ability to feel their pain, and feel their emotions (Only when really strong). You could get any amount of soulmates but 80% had 1 soulmate, 13% had 2 soulmates, 6.5% had 3 soulmates and .5% had 4 or more soulmates. The way soulmates worked was that sometimes your soulmates weren't connected to each other, for example you could have 2 soulmates but they could have just one and not be soulmates with each other and just you. As soon as you walked near them you would feel your soul mark burn or itch.

Cassia born into a middle class family in the city of Pompeii, she grew up as a normal child until her 8th birthday when she came down with a deadly illness, everyone loved Cassia for her sweet and helping nature, so they prayed to the gods to help Cassia.

They told them that they will help Cassia but that to save Cassia they would need a sacrifice, instantly Cassia's parents volunteered. After the sacrifice the people of Pompeii trusted the gods and let the gods take Cassia, for months they heard nothing about Cassia until one day she fell from the clouds and down to the people bellow.

When they looked at Cassia, her blonde hair was now the color of tree bark, she had caramel colored skin, her old brown eyes were now blue and she had beautiful feathery wings on her back. She was a gift from the gods and was treated as such from then on, she lived a wondrous life, but people soon learned that she aged much slower than the normal person, when they asked the gods about this they told them that they made her age much slower and would have the life span of a god.

Cassia was sad to hear that she would out live her family and friends and would have to wait later to meet her soulmate ,but understood that the gods would do nothing without reason.

Cassia lived for decades, only aging 2 years, she had already by far outlived her family and friends, but even so she still lived a happy and care free life style by living in the beautiful city...

3rd POV

As Cassia walked through the city, people waved and smiled at her as she passed by,she simply smiled back and continued on her walk up the mountain. Once she got to the top, she looked up at the large cassia tree, she closed her eyes trying to remember a memory from when she was younger

"do you know why I named you Cassia?", my mother told me while braiding my hair, "I don't think so", I say as I try to think of a time she had told me such a thing. "You were named after this very tree", she said with a smile as I looked up at the tree we were leaning on. "I named you after the tree, because of how much your golden hair reminds me of the golden leaves on the Cassia tree". I simply nodded along and smiled, not knowing how everything would change.

A tear slid down her cheek as she thought of her now dark brown hair. "Hi mom, Hi dad", she said as she sat down next to the tree where her parents were buried, she pulled out the flowers that were tied to her waist band and carefully set it down in front of the tree, "I've missed you lately, I still have purple flowers growing in the garden, because I know how much you love them Mom. oh and dad, I finally tried to fish like you always wanted me to, Im okay at it but the other fishermen said that I should get better soon.", She talked to them about her life as she picked out pieces of grass.

She was in the middle of telling them about the bakery when she heard people walking up the mountain, she quickly hid because she didn't want anyone to see her crying.

While hiding behind a bush, she started listening to what they were saying, "Are you sure about this?", She heard a deep voice ask, "Yes, The girl is always up here and i'm sick of her always being treated like some god!", a scratchy voice replied, "But isn't she technically one?", the deep voice asked, "Stop questioning me and help!", said the scratchy voice angrily.