The Chosen Mortal

I never really knew what living life up on land felt like. The only time I would be able to would be when the moon was full, and the fireflies are out. Other than that, I basically live in an underground town half the time of my life. Not very fun when you think about it. Nothing really interesting happens under there, except for the iron sword my big brother, Jhonas, owns. With its fairly nice edges, and smooth moldings on the handle, it doesn't seem like the kind of thing you would find in a dumpster. One thing that always bothered me about that sword was the fact that it has something missing. A jewel, maybe? It looks as though there is a gap in the sword's handle, like there is some sort of object that is supposed to belong inside. Of course, maybe not. After all, I'm just a mortal who lives underground, away from the outside world! But, clearly, I was wrong. Little did I know that there was more to my life than just living around soil and dust because the minute I set foot outside of my home during the day, that was were living under the ground of Hermane ended. And my adventure up above began.