The Age of Silver
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  • Bacaan 65
  • Undian 2
  • Bahagian 16
  • Masa 2h 0m
Sedang Ditulis, Pertama kali diterbitkan Feb 18, 2021
Matang
60 years ago, I walked away from the wars, the adventures, the danger, the horrific scenes of battle. Instead, I finally returned to the home I hadn't seen since I was a child, except, no one was there. I lived in content, perfectly happy to be away from it all. Happy to farm my own crops, happy to watch the sunset fall, happy to watch my armour collect dust in my old store room. It all changed when someone I hadn't known forever, knocked on my door, and promised me all that I had once known. I agreed, and stepped out my door.

Was it my mistake, or his? I didn't know if it was even a mistake at all...

You choose your fate. Take care not to let fate choose you.
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What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?