The Hunter's Legend
It's strange to think that all you need is one thing, one thing in your life that can support and be there for you. But, what happens when you lose that thing?
I was only 11 when I lost everything, now, you might think I'm exaggerating, but I'm not. Now I'm 18 and I still feel guilty. I ask myself; should I have done something to stop it when I was younger?
It was a cold night, I could see shadows everywhere of the trees surrounding me. I chose to camp here for the night it is late, wet and pitch black. I had been walking for so long, I didn't know where I was going or when I would get there. I only knew I had to get somewhere far away from here. If I could get out of the country then I would be safer than I am here.
So much for living a peaceful life with no more killing or blood on my hands.
I have been having this dream every night since that day and tonight was no different, It was a blur. I could see fire everywhere smoke drifting up and into the sky. There was screaming from pain and fear all around me, It was a terrifying sight to see. I have not concluded whether 'He' is a man or a demon. I wasn't sure but there 'He' stood, tall and black; black as the darkest night. 'He' was pure evil. I'd never seen anything so dangerous and deadly in only a silhouette.
I awoke it was morning and I knew I had to get moving otherwise all my effort would be a waste. I gathered my small amount of food water sack and my book which was something I had to keep out of the wrong hands. I walked over to the lake and looked at my reflection. I was once a beautiful child but was now a scared hunter fighting for her life. My whole bloodline had always been good looking. My father was handsome in his day and my mother still stayed beautiful until that fateful day. My elder brother every girl in the town and beyond chased him all wanting to court him. Everybody who met me adored me, now it was different. I was a wounded soldier. I washed my face cringing at the sight of the scar from the top of my forehead down to my chin, jagged and deep.
I didn't have a lot of time left, it would be a matter of months before they found me, I filled my water sack back up and left. I wasn't as far away from the next town as I thought. Within in a few hours I was at the border between the forest and the town, the town was huge it looked very prosperous.
Money rules everything and the phrase 'money speaks could not have been more true. Money can guarantee a happy and luxurious life but those that did not have money live an unhappy and hard life.
I walked around town with my hood up. I did not have any money to spend on clothes or jewellery like the majority of girls my age. Who am kidding most girls my age are most likely married to some pigheaded wealthy man. i breathed in and I smelt it this divine smell. I was almost swept away by it. I walked towards the smell and stopped at a bakery; the smell was strong now so strong I almost walked in. Yet I stopped myself, I knew I had no money to buy anything and I would only be torturing myself if I went in. I went to open the door when it opened the other side. Before I could catch myself I was on the ground. I whimpered in more shock than pain.
"I am so sorry miss, are you alright?" Said a deep voice.
I regained focus to find a handsome man standing over me. My eyes almost popped out of my head. I couldn't believe it, this man looked identical to my elder brother I lost many years ago. I open and closed my mouth several times. I stared at the man in front of me in disbelief. I didn't even notice the hand he held out to me. He looked at me then his hand and at me again.
"Let me help you up," he offered.
Even though my brother died years ago, I remember his voice as clear as crystal. When I snapped back to reality and noticed my hood was off I scrambled up and threw my hood back on.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled as I walked away in a hurry.
I thought I had put all my past behind me but I was wrong. I felt tears streaming down my face as I walked. No one noticed because of my hood and if they had they wouldn't care.
I reached the forest and stopped by a thick and tall tree. I slid down the trunk breathing fast and heavy, trying to catch my breath. i was being silly my brother was dead he has been for 6 years. I heard a noise in the forest, standing up I launched off my feet and took off as fast as I could. I reached a dirt road and was almost across. I didn't have even have enough time to look before I was on the ground. Everything hurt, every bone and muscle in my body was screaming in pain. I cannot move my body. It started to go dark and I could only hear loud yelling. I blacked out.
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