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All she could see was blackness with what appeared to be twinkling stars around her. A look of curiosity and confusion filled the girl's features. She wasn't in a ship of any kind, so she didn't know how she could be in space. And even then, she didn't even know if they had a way to even travel to the stars yet."Hello?" Cornet called as she turned to look behind her. "Is anyone there?"

"Help…" a soft voiced answered from somewhere in the darkness.

Cornet gasped slightly and looked around for the source of the voice. "Hello? I hear you! Where are you?"

"Help… please, help…"

"What's wrong?" the girl inquired, a worried expression crossing her face. "How can I help?"

It was almost as if asking the question was a cue of some sort, as one by one, the stars began to fade away, and the voice along with it. An evil sounding laugh drowned out the helpless voice, causing Cornet to jump slightly.

"So, you are the lass? Huh, you're nothing but a child. How could you possibly help? Not that it matters either way. Soon your world and Lunares…"

Cornet bolted upright in her bed with a gasp and she took in several deep breaths. She looked around her room for a moment, and found herself relaxing bit by bit. Even with the barely rising sun peeking through her window, she could clearly see her dresser, a chair nestled on the other end of the room and a rug that was said to be made by one of Reveria's best tailors.

"A dream," she murmured, slowly shaking her head. "The same dream as before. What does it even mean?"

The first time the dream happened, she wasn't sure what to make of the dream itself, but for the most part, chose not to worry about it. But when the dream repeated itself, she started to believe that it meant something. She still didn't have any clue to what it meant, because it was still really vague. She didn't know who was calling for help, and who was also threatening her.

The blonde sighed, carefully slipping out of bed. As much as the dream worried her, she knew she had other things to be thinking about now. She moved to her dresser and took out a couple hair bands, that she used to put her hair in the twintails style. She then put on a simple white and brown shirt and a green skirt, which was the fashion style of Castele.

"I have to get going if I'm going to make it to Castele," Cornet said softly to herself. She took out a bag and started to pack some extra clothes. As she did, she could hear the voices in her head.

"You can see me? Wow… have you considered becoming a Woodcutter, lass?"

"There's no better Life than the Paladin! You should become a Paladin and defend your homeland!"

"I'm telling you, there is no better Life than being a Miner!"

"The Life of an Angler is the Life for me! Would you like to try being an Angler too?"

"Have you considered becoming a Cook, Cornet? I bet your culinary delights would be divine!"

Cornet shook her head quickly to get rid of the voices. She knew that they meant well, but she didn't want to be pushed into anything. And yet, most people in her little village of Flora didn't seem to realize this, and since she came of age to make her choice, everyone had been trying to push her in certain directions.

But if there was one thing that helped her feel better was what her mother always told her. "It is your Life. It is up to you what you do with it."

The blonde allowed herself a small smile. "Mom's right. I must make up my own mind on what I want to do."

Unlike her mother though, her father didn't make things easy. As he was a Hunter, he kept trying to get her to become one as well. He even kept trying to push her in learning how to use a bow. She loved her father, she really did, but she wanted to follow her mother's suggestion. Because of this, she knew what she had to do.

Once she finished getting her stuff together, she reached into the dresser one final time, removing a piece of paper that was folded. She didn't want her mother to worry about her, as she knew how she could be when it came to that. She moved toward the door to her room and opened it up.

Cornet looked around the room and was relieved that her parents were not up and about. Though knowing her father, he would probably be up very soon, to hunt a couple Hootwinks or something. Acting quickly, she walked over to a table and placed her note on top of it where her parents could see it.

The girl nodded once and smiled a little. She made her way to the front door, looking over her shoulder once. She didn't know when she would see this again, and she was already starting to feel guilty. Should she really be doing this?

Quickly steeling her resolve, she went outside into fresh air. It was still pretty cool, but she knew that once the sun finished rising into the sky, it would feel so much warmer. She smiled as she walked among the village.

Flora Village was usually very peaceful. It seemed even more so in the early morning, as she couldn't see anyone up and about. It was because of this that she couldn't stop herself from gasping when she heard a voice call out to her.

"Are you leaving, Cornet?" The girl spun around to face a blue haired woman, whose brown eyes gazed at her curiously.

"Amy?" Figuring that there was no point in lying, Cornet slowly nodded her head. "Yeah. I need to figure out what to do with my Life."

Amy smiled in understanding. "Yeah, I understand why. And where are you thinking of going?"

"Castele," Cornet replied, tightening her grip on her bag so she wouldn't drop it. "I'm not sure where I will go there, but…"

"Oh, I know of someone who can help with that," Amy interrupted, holding up her left hand. "When you get there, just ask for Pam and tell her that Amy sent you. Oh and you should take this with you." She walked over to Cornet, and handed a dagger over to the younger girl. Before the blonde could say anything, she saw a serious look in the woman's brown eyes. "You can't be too careful out there, so this is for your own protection."

Amy gently placed her hands on the girl's shoulders. "You be careful, okay? You don't want to worry your parents after all."

Cornet finally managed to smile once more and nodded. "I will. Thank you, Amy."

And with that one step, the girl's journey had begun.