Preface
The girl was panting. She looked like she was in pain her dark blue eyes welling with tears as a few stray strands of her dark brown hair fall out of her braid. The wind is coming around her in an almost protective way. She wasn't an elf, her clothes were too plain, they looked like a uniform for some sort of military. A thick black jacket and matching pants. As her hands dug into the dirt she whispered three words,
"Where am I?"
AN: Carin: this isn't in the crossover section because there's no let the sky fall. Anyways
Bye!