I woke up alone in the burnt ruins of a forest.

I was lonely, and it was dark, and I was scared.

I looked up, and all I saw was the Moon. When I looked at it, it seemed to chase all the lonliness and darkness away, and I wasnt scared anymore.

No one said anything, but one word stood out in my mind, as clear as if someone was saying it:

Amber.

I never knew what it meant.

I realised I was floating, but the onset of panic couldn't find a way round the calm that the Moon gave me. I was slowly lowered down to the ash-covered ground. Then, the Moon disappeared, but I still wasn't scared.

I couldn't remeber anything, not even my name. So I made a name.

Amber.

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i've fallen in love with lines.

so you'll be reading the rest of the story and be like "what?! that didnt happen why is she talking about it" and stuff like that WELL i only recently have changed this (to make my story a lot better), and i havent gotten round to editing the rest of the story so it makes sense. so bear with me please!

*All edited now!

sayonara snowflakes!