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This town seems as good as any, she told herself.
It was a rundown village in the north that found itself stuck in the middle of warring nations,
the outcome of the war would scarcely matter, the village was doomed.
The youth, you wouldn't be able to find them here.
The men were drafted, the women ran, only the elderly and the poor stayed, for they had no place to go.
Thankfully, the war was taking place in the winter, after the harvest.
More men drafted meant less mouths to feed during the winter.
Had it been in the autumn, in the harvest season, surely many would starve, even more would run, flooding the cities, spreading famine as if it's the plague.
Yet, the draft meant that the village was open to bandit raids, monster attacks and even mere animals that would come down to the village looking for food.
She stood there, kind of pitying the townsfolk, a monster like no other was approaching… A trueborn.
There goes nothing, she told herself as she descended from the sky in to the trail, made by the stomps of humans and livestock alike.
She didn't want to arrive flying over their fences, that would instill fear, more than needed, at the very least she would walk, not showing that she had flight.
She did have wings, yet, no one would ever think she could fly with them, they looked like long twigs, thin and wooden-like with gems of various colors aligned like leaves rather than feathers, they looked nothing organic and certainly not made for flying.
How she had flight she, herself did not know, it was something she could do for as long as she could remember.
Outside the fences, far from houses there was a mill, seemingly working, possibly grinding the year's harvest.
She wouldn't go there to meet the miller, millers were generally disliked and being seen with a monster would possibly ruin his life even further.
She started moving towards what seemed to be the door of the fence.
It was a pathetic thing really, whatever thing that fence was trying to protect the village from, even a wild boar could easily tear it down.
Taking notice, she moved on.