The Last of Us: Mackenzie Simmons
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They plundered and pillaged our village and left us for dead. I was alone when they slaughtered us all, and my sister was nowhere to be found, probably dead from the looks of it. I had no one to go, no place to go when they held our king and queen hostage and took their castle. There were soldiers on corner, raping and killing everything on sight if they showed any sign of resistance. For those of us who survived, which wasn't a very high amount, we had to take cover and hide our faces for we all had a mark that was stitched onto the side of our foreheads that symbolized the king and queen: a small crown with a rose lying across it.
But it wasn't long until I found them.
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It was the start of a war, a war against Elves as men came to reign. The human King Jonathan was not fond of elves, he felt they were not loyal to him which meant they would have to perish. He sent his armies of men and beast to hunt them down to slaughter them. They started with the wood elves then moved to the mountain elves which led to the snow elves, who were counted as the most beautiful people because of their fair skin and snow white silk like hair, all of them had brown eyes except for their most recent born Princess Lillian, her eyes were crystal blue. She was only three years old when her kingdom was attacked, her guardian Clyde who was a lion / man beast got her out of the castle because his one priority was the Princess's safety. He did get her away from the castle but he was attacked by bandits and as he fought with the bandits a woman who was gathering herbs and berries spotted Lillian, the woman saw the beast and bandits fighting and felt that the little girl was in trouble so she grabbed Lillian and ran back to her village. By this time Lillian was the last Snow elf. Lillian was raised by the woman who had took her (Kira) and her husband (Dawn). They were a sweet and simple couple, they were unable to have children of their own so they felt Lillian was their miracle child. They were humans who lived in a human village who provided food for the King Jonathan. Lillian grew up in this village, Kira and Dawn kept her being an elf secret from the other people in the village. (The Cover Photo is Lillian when she is full grown)
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