The Shadows Of Lucidum

The Shadows Of Lucidum

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She had become the chief of Lucidum, the village she called her home, at the early age of 7. From there on, everything went downhill. If it wouldn't have been for the death of her parents, she would have prefered for her sister to reign over the others, for she was the one born a leader and not Koraki. All she ever wanted was to protect her loved ones, but everything she had wished for, lead to a cruel fate. Betrayed and abandoned. Banished into the hollow place called the void. Not able to protect her village from the war raging on outside. A war, which will never be won, will never be stopped. Not until everyone is dead or someone figures out a way to end the rivalry between the four villages. Where there is nothing to be won, there is no need to fight. Yet, there has to be a reason for all of this. A reason for her parents' death, a reason for her being banished, a way to stop her sister Lupea from becoming as scarred as her. A way to prevent her from being as broken as she is. But in this world, cruel and unforgiving, is there really any way for Koraki to get out of the void and to get a second chance at protecting everything meaning something to her?
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"Who's out there?" One of the men yelled. Of course only silence met them. I remained quiet and waited for the group to start moving again. "Maybe it was just an animal." Someone whispered. The person, who I assumed was the captain of the small squad, signaled for them to walk again. They clearly showed fear as they kept going; brandishing their weapons to guard themselves with. "Two are holding lanterns. I'll tell you when you're too close to them." I heard my friend whisper in my ear. I followed the men as I picked up another branch and waited for the right time to break it. They continued to walk through the forest, turning their heads in every direction as if an animal might lunge at them and rip their throats out. I guess in a way I was going to do that. "Go back a few feet." My friend whispered. I carefully distanced myself from the group and waited. "Where is she?" I quickly snapped the stick as soon as he finished asking the question. They stopped and two soldiers raised their lanterns to shine its light in the darkness. I quickly hid behind a tree before both of them turned where I was. A low frustrated growl came from one of the men, "The girl's playing with us. She's out here following our every move." How paranoia can cloud the mind. At nine years old, Silver decided to leave her village for the forest. Since then, she's been hunted; everyday is a fight for her life, every breath she takes could be her last, but she's determined to stay alive. Her life isn't the kind anyone would want to live but she's managed to survive this long so, what's a few more years?

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