It's one of those miserable nights. The rain is pouring like cats and dogs. I swear if I ever get out of this mess, I'll die from frost bite. It's one of those freak rain storms in January! I thought it snowed in January! Guess not. I don't have very much luck as you can tell. Lightning is the only thing that lights my way as I walk blindly through the forest. Thunder shakes the ground beneath my feet. Sometimes it nearly knocks me off my feet. It's the worst storm I have seen in years. The trees sways from the wind the whips my hair painfully into my face. I might have welts on my face from my own hair. My blonde hair is now the color of a light brown from the soaking rain. My black fighting gear is stuck to my body as if it's a second skin. My boots have water in them from when I tripped and fell into a creek about a mile back.
Are you wondering why I just go back home to my family? Getting warm by the fire in my home? Well, I don't have one. I haven't for a long time. I ran away from home. Don't you dare think I'm some spoiled little brat who didn't get their way at home, so I left. No, I didn't run away because I think I can make it on my own. I ran away from home because I wanted to LIVE! Can't wrap your mind around that? Here let me enlighten you a bit on my life. Since I was born, I have been told I"m special. Yes, everyone parents tell them that they are special, but my special is I could kill people. I'm a danger to a lot of people if I'm used wrong, so I hated to run away from home or get killed. Tough, huh? Well news flash, life is tough. Hate to break it to you that way, but I wasn't sung normal lullabies like you were. My mother sang me spells, castings, and conjuring of dark dark magic. I'm that one in the stories that you read about, but this is very very real. I'm that one kid who is "blessed" with abilities that is so "great" and for a "good cause." Well, I don't think they are a blessing. Want to know why? Because everyone wants to use them for their own selfishness. My own mother wanted to do just that. That's why I left. If I hadn't, she would have used my powers so much that it would have killed me. That harsh thing about that is she knew it would kill me.
So here I am trudging through a forest on the outskirts of town in the pouring rain. I'm glad your finally up to speed on my cheerful life, so here's the now. I look around to check my surroundings.
"I need to find a place to rest up..." I mumbled to myself trying to push myself to gain the energy my body is lacking. I do one last check, and finds a tree that looks like it has some shelter up above. I put my sword in it's holter on my back, and jumps up onto the lowest branch of the tree. I climb all the way up to where I could jump off if need be, and have enough shelter to dry off. I take my boots off, and lays them upside down on the V of the branch to dry off. Water poured from my boots when I did that. I put my sowrd in my lap as I settled into the nock of the branch. I looked around to make sure I could sleep a little without getting attacked. It didn't seem likely, so I layed back against the tree and let the sound of the rain hitting the leaves lull me to sleep.