The blue cloaked figure crouched on the forlorn dirt road, calloused but feminine hands splayed out in front on the ground. A dark light sluggishly radiated out from the palms of her hands, creeping far down the road. The figure rose. The hooded head drooped despondently.
Nothing. Nobody. Where am I?
The figure suddenly turned, shadowy cloak swirling around. A small growl echoed into the night. The figure swiftly padded towards a gnarly, leafless tree on the side of the road. Black energy covered her body, and the figure merged into the wood.
A/N:
There will be five of these sort of introductory paragraphs in the next few weeks - mostly because I want to get out some writing steam during my exams, and because I know that if I don't start with these I'll never make any big things. So yeah. Expect four more. Any guess on who this first figure is? (Obvious in my mind, but we all think different.)
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