Demetria (A Siren's Tale)

Demetria (A Siren's Tale)

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"It all started with a bang." The continent of Astrine may not have been as well renowned for it's military as Skeusil's central countries, but crime wasn't 'normal' either. It especially wasn't normal when a young siren boy living in Atrium-- the country that was home to the royal family-- was reported to have been kidnapped in his own home. A mere thirteen years of age, Androu Siskas wasn't strong enough to stand a chance. He was incredibly intelligent and brave for his age, but it didn't give him the physical strength that he needed to combat his abductors. Some time passed, and Androu was starting to lose hope. But just as he thought that things couldn't get any worse, a wisp like creature began to attack his truck and the people within it. A creature cloaked in ice. - * - * - "Demetria (A Siren's Tale)" is a short-story entry, and one of the winners, for Wattpad's (Fantasy) #wintercontest2016, as well as a story set in the same world as another story of mine-- Ezhno-- and follows a character that is in Ezhno.
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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