Chapter 1: Found

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Chapter One

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Chapter One.


"I'm a long way from the land that I left,

I've been running through life and cruising toward death,If you think that I'm scared you've got me wrong,
If you don't know my name, you'll know it now,
I belong bodily to the Earth,
I'm just wearing old bones from those that came first,
There are many more flames when mine is gone,
They will build me no shrines and sing me no songs."

- Way Out There, Lord Huron.


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Her body ached from the top of her head to the soles of her feet and after a while of assuming she was already dead, the radiating pain was the only thing assuring her to hold on. The dead don't feel. But how would anyone really know? You wouldn't until you were dead and by then surely it would be too late.

She definitely felt like she could be dead; her body aimlessly floating, the bright sun blinding her vision, blocking her from seeing the slightly overcast sky. She wondered if the sunset here was as beautiful as it was back in Amaranthine: her home. Named after the color of the sunsets, the Island's sky shone a beautiful dark color that was a mix between red and purple. It was peaceful, but the thought bought anything but peace, what if she were to never witness the sunset there again? The thought alone seemed to cause her more pain than the physical pain she was experiencing.


Before long her body seemed to stop floating, the waves underneath her seemingly no longer carrying her body but pushing her ashore. Whilst she wasn't sure of the amount of time it took her to move, she knew that the sun had eventually moved from her direct line of vision before she could find the physical strength to move.

She crawled up the sand that was much lighter than the one on her homeland, her body already focused on the forestry that lay just past the sand as she pulled off her wet clothes; the weight of them almost pulling her back down to the ground. Nobody else was around and she really did start to believe maybe this was paradise, or maybe she was just on an uncharted part of her homeland, a part she'd never visited before.

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