Scarred

Chance

They took me to their village. The boy kept asking questions. Where I'm from, what was my family like, did I have powers. Everything.

"Now Relith, I'm sure Mr..." The mother began.

"Talos," I said assuming a friends name.

"Mr.Talos doesn't like being pestered with all of your questions."

"I don't mind, its just that I've had a very eventful day. Its just a lot to take in."

"Do you live far from here?" she asked.

"Very. It has been a long time since I have seen my home." I answered.

I walked into a pleasant village. There were so many people around. None turned towards me. Its strange I thought. To be rebuked by one and accepted by another.

They led me into a humble house. The atmosphere was unlike any I had felt for a long time. It was loving.

"Rielin! Datron! Father! We have a guest," the mother called.

"Who is it?" A man asked as he walked down the stairs.

"Datron, this is Talos. He saved Relith earlier."

"What happened?"

"He was playing in the water and slipped. He hit his head and was momentarily dazed. He seems to be fine but I would have his head checked," I voiced.

"Thank you. I don't know what we'd do without you."

"Now Amryn, you better reward this man some how. He's a hero." The father said.

"I'll make sure the entire village knows of your deed." Datron proclaimed.

"There is no need for that. I'm just passing through." I objected.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm not quite sure. I can't seem to remember."

"Where are you from?"

"A long way from here. What is this village called?"

"Farrenlè."

"It is not one I remember studying, then again."

"What happened to you?"

"Daltron!" The mother exclaimed.

"You didn't get those scars by battle did you. You're to young to have seen that much pain."

"It's something I'd rather not discuss."

"Do you have money for lodging?"

"None."

"You're staying here then. Just one favor."

"Anything."

"Clean up."