Run through a dark Forrest. One, unfamiliar to you. While being chased by a group of mysterious cloaked figures. They're also shooting at you with arrows and magic curses. Traps lay hidden everywhere. You also have a child with you, only 5 years old. Imagine how frozen the air feels against your skin and snow on your bare feet. It's nightfall and a full moon shines slightly through the thick trees. You are lost. You are the last hope. You are trusted to ensure the child's safety. You have no armour and no weapon. You are defenseless. This is exactly where I am. My name is Kinoko Moon, I am the last of my race. I'm being hunted down while holding my sister's son. I'm frozen to the bone and terrified. I'm 23 and currently a adoptive mother to my nephew. I watched his mother die, and fall in front of me as we ran. It's all a mess. My vision is blurry. Please let us rest..
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