The Eternal Night
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Sonomi was a kind wood elf, beloved by the village. Her name meant garden of hope, and everyone had always believed she had brought good luck upon the elvish people.
However, Fengari, the outcast of the village, knew otherwise. Sonomi had been born at a time a war within the humans had ended, on a midsummers day. The sun was the thing that protected them from harm of the outside world, not the newly born child of the nightshade family. Even so, they too cared for the beloved girl.
One day, something terribly wrong fell upon them all.
One day, one terrible fall morning, the sun never rose.
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