Strength

I feel pain. Pain that rips, tears, burns. Pain that makes my vision go red. And the worst part is, I can't even open my mouth to scream. My tears cascade down my face like a river. I see a man with blue eyes and blond hair leaning over me. I feel arms lift me up and I see a bright light. I squint wondering if I'm in heaven. If an angel was going to come save me. But no, the man places me down on something soft. A blanket perhaps?

I hear, as if from a distance, the ma speak. "What's wrong?! Your body feels like it's burning up!"

Finally I can open my mouth to respond. "I-I feel a-as if I'm being t-torn up f-from the inside," my tears are flowing faster now, cascading over my chin. I can't tell which way is up or down. I fight back the darkness closing in on me

"What's my name?" I ask before everything goes black.

I hear my name given to me far away. "Freedom. Your name is Freedom."

Determination

I see a door, a porch, a window. I collapse in front of a house, not entirely sure where I am, the pain is so bad. I see a man with short-cropped blond hair and blue eyes. He picks me up and I struggle weakly. Another man steps into view. My eyes lock onto his. My red eyes meeting his red eyes. I blink and the pain fades. Now it's just a throbbing headache.

"Who are you?" the man with blue eyes asks. I blink not understanding his question for a moment.

I think for a bit. "I think my name is…Anna," I say slowly I nod once then I fall to sleep in his arms.

Bravery

I stumble my legs wobbling. I see a door and I collapse in front. The snow whips around me and pushes me back and forth. I gather what little strength I have left and I scream. The scream is bloodcurdling. A shiver runs down my own spine as I scream my pain and agony into the wind.

I stare blankly at the figures crowded around the now open door. Somewhere in my mind I don't want them to name me themselves. "My name is Drysi," I say. As soon as the words fall from my lips I fall to the side unconscious.

Hope

I cough and I watch as red drips onto my thin white dress. I see a glimmer out of the corner of my eye. I turn my head to see a fairy with blue eyes and a purple dress. Her hair is green and her wings catch the snowflakes.

"Arthur! There's a girl out here!" she cries. I see a man running towards me. Pain racks me and I cough again. Red splatters onto my hand. I watch in wonder as the red drop runs down my hand.

The man snatches me up and says, "Oh God! You're cold as ice! And is that blood?!" I cling to him as he races towards a house.

I whisper, "Have hope."