Dear Readers,

I am sorry to make you all read this again but I have been reading some books and I have improved my writing and changed a few details.

Please read and I hope you enjoy it more than the old version. I will try to fix the next chapters in the next week or so. Enjoy. :)

Hopeful Writer,

Firelight

Chapter 1

On a dark night unlike any other a child was born. Since that moment darkness itself was seeking to take the child as its own. But that was not the fate of that child… yet.

A few days later, on a night much like the one of the child's birth there was perfect silence on the streets of a small farm village named Mo'nitag.

There was not one person on the streets, or so it would seem. For in the shadows a frightened mother scorned the darkness from around her. She wore a long black cloak

that hung to her ankles and held something small tightly against her chest. She rushed along the side of the street, but jumped behind a dark corner as a tavern door opened

and two drunken men stumbled through. They staggered and tripped down the street while singing a marry tune. The woman took no notice of them as she continued on her

way to the outskirts of town. She ran for several miles stopping at every house she passed, and looking through the windows as if to find something important. When she had

gone a distance she found herself on a small farm. She darted through the fields and scurried to the side of a barn. Her breathing was hard and her legs felt as if they could

collapse under her. She quickly scanned the land around her; just to be sure no one was watching her. As she did, a light shined on her face from the small house across the

lawn, she was beautiful. Her skin perfect like the cleanest marble; her hair, which was mostly hidden by her hood, was red like spring's first rose, and her eyes were green as a

forest glade. When she was sure no one was watching her, she relaxed her arms and revealed small bundle. She pulled a piece of cloth away from the bundle to reveal a

young baby girl. The baby had hair and skin much like her mothers, but her eyes were mystical silver like summer's first full moon. The woman ran her finger along the baby's

face as a small tear streamed down her own. She stood like that for a moment thinking of all the child's best moments she will have to miss. After she broke herself from that

thought she dashed to the porch of the unsuspecting farmers and laid the baby on it along with a silver medallion and a small piece of paper. She kissed the baby that would

never know her and whispered a phrase the child would probably never remember. "Ni mela tye, Adihra."

She sprinted to the forest next to the house and hid behind a tree.

The baby let out a loud cry and lifted her small hands to her face making the medallion fall from on top of her and roll off the porch and into the dirt that lined the house. A

few moments passed before the front door of the house opened lightly and a tall woman stepped out. The woman had fair complexion but her face was worn from the

constant work that a peasant woman had to endure. But she was not skinny and not plump. Her hair was raven black and her eyes were like the ocean. She wore an old

patched up dress and a purple shawl that she held tightly around her shoulders. The baby let out another cry, making the woman look down at the child. She let out a gasp,

leaned down and scooped up the babe in her arms. She looked around the land around her searching for the person who had left such an innocent child in the cold. The

woman noticed a small note and opened it.

"Her name is Adihra."

She looked back at the child that looked up at her and smiled. The woman immediately was captivated by that unusual gift of fate.

She turned and walked back into the house with that new bundle of joy that would probably change her life forever. But under the shelter of the forest the cloaked woman

teared as she watched her child be carried into her new home and life that would not include her true mother. But without hesitation she turned and bound through the forest

as she whispered to herself, "She will be safe… for now."