1500 years before morganvill
A young women sits on the chair looking out the window feeling the darkness creep closer. She had brown hair and matching eyes like her father but she
had her mother's mind, and her grandmother's power. This was an old bloodline filled with power and its members had been on the throne in a county
called France even before it was given its name. Her name is Rosaline. At this time her grandfather is still in power and he is looking to use Rosaline as a
way to control her mother and grandmother. But I don't think it will work on grandmother. Still I will not be used just for power and I will not be used
against my mother. I love her dearly. So I give this riddle to you as it will be my last. I will be reborn into my family in many years to come and when I am
you can find me. The answer is clear. Should the new me ever call for help promise me now that you will answer.
1500 years later
Happy fifth birthday Clair! My parents sang to me with such happiness as I was given cake and gifts to open up. My parents are busy people but I know
they love me very much. I try to do my best so that I do not worry them and I am really smart. I already know how to add and subtract. Looking at the
thin square wrapped gifts I knew what they were. I unwrapped the gifts to find work books. I wish they would give me soothing other than work books.
We have a big surprise for you staring this fall you will be going to Black Brick privet school. Those where the worst words I have ever heard in my short life.
A few weeks ago a man from the government came to visit he had me take a test to see how smart I was. I got very high marks and for a four almost five
year old he was amazed. He said that there is a school for smart kids like me and that I would be happy there. So we packed up and drove out to the
Rocky Mountains they were really pretty. The school looked like a huge house. The principle was nice but scary. I could feel that he was a bad man with
very short black hair, he was tall, and had thick arms and legs. The air of the school is filled with fear there was no love or happiness or hope. Instead I
felt scared, like something was waiting in the shadows is come after me and hurt or kill me even though I had done nothing. On the drive home I said
mommy, daddy, that place is bad I don't ever want to go their again. Now now Clair don't be silly everyone was nice and charming there is nothing bad
about Black Brick my mother answered in a gentle voice but it did nothing to ease my fears. Besides you could make lots of friends there I Know you
don't play with the other children all thought I don't know why my dad mused to himself. I knew why it was because I am different. Not only am I really
smart, but I look different than anyone else. I have long snow white hair and dark sapphire eyes. I am a freak and only my grandmother and Aunt Morgan understand.