Chapter 1: Anise

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The chains that have been making my skin red from friction for more than 5 centuries fall to the floor with a clatter as the hooded figure turns their back to me. I crawl toward the hole in the wall that i had made when i was just a kid, new to the world and not chained yet. 

I look around the small cell that i use to call home. The scraps of the food i was given last night laying forgotten, the dimly lighted space where i would draw in the sand when i wasn't being watched by a guard, and the chains that held so much of my suffering stay hidden in shadows. 

And with that quick glance over and a mumbled "thank you" to the figure, I say goodbye to the only home i ever knew and carefully slide down the banister of the stairway to earth, careful not to be seen. 

Little did i know, that a small archangel, maybe a bit older than i, was watching from a distance, seeing me make a run for it after 5 centuries of endless torture from his mother and the army who protected him. 

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