Hello eveyone!
As I have mentioned before, I am rewriting this story. It took some time, but I've decided to begin! If you are old readers, please inform me if it's better. Thank you, and please review and tell me what you think!
Prologue
I stood atop the hill, gazing down at the dark cabins below.
It was a peaceful place, a safe haven, a place where you can relax. There were still marks of the recent war, but the Camp was healing.
I took a deep breath of the cool night air, letting my eyes wander to the nearby forest, where faraway howls decorated the sounds of summer. My eyes closed, and the memorized words repeated themselves next to my ears.
'There is a place in America,' the voice echoed, 'In Long Island, I think, if I remember correctly. There, find a strawberry farm, and that will be the place your task will start. After you go there, leave the rest to us. We'll prepare everything- you just need to go with the flow, and know what to do, even when you don't know what to do. In the end… make sure it ends.'
I sighed. Reaching out cautiously, my hand brushed over the protective barrier. The wall of magic rippled, but remained stubborn. I pushed it, a little harder, and felt it give way.
I stumbled into the Camp, slightly surprised at the sheer easiness of it all.
Then, as if somebody had slammed a baseball bat into the back of my head, stars exploded into my vision, and I embraced the darkness.