AN: Alright, so I decided I wasn't going to give up on my story – I'm just going to redo it. Please let me know, politely, if there is something wrong with my character. And we begin! (Again…)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. NO-THING. *cowers* Now – please! – don't sue!
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Preface
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Not a living soul stirred in the town that evening. As the winter sun set early, the chill wind scattered remnants of dead plants across the cobblestone pavement. Then, a crash, heard by no one except a tall girl with fair hair and dark clothes.
The girl glanced back at the empty flower pot she'd just broken.
"Damn…" she muttered. She looked around. The familiar place was something she hoped to never see again.
The girl was tall and slender, with her light brown hair pulled up under the hood of a black traveling cloak. Her blue eyes shone with longing as she looked out past the last houses of the village. This was as far as she'd ever been allowed to go. The wind swirled around her, stirring more plant remains from the ground. She would go – the girl decided – tonight. The impossibility of her impending trip had been holding her back, but no longer. She would not be chained down.
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I'm back with a vengeance, people! I have no life, so I post!