Prologue: Dying
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As the sun begins setting in the west, black ash mixes with falling white, fluffy snowflakes and red blood on the snow covered earth. The mix of snow, ash and blood blanketing a meadow filled with rare flowers was a sight I didn't want to see. This meadow is where I play and relax every day. I practically live in this meadow. I guess it's only fitting this is where I die as well, right? Right?
BANG, BANG!Gun fire fills the dusking sky all around me and this beautiful meadow as the war between the rich white men and the lower classes of men. Their war going on around me, uncaring to the fact I lay here in this meadow, dying. I lay here bleeding my life's blood, all over the innocent snow turning it a dark red. Wars suck, humans suck and so do their stray bullets. My best friend and faithful steed lay dead next to me. His black coat shinning from his blood, his cream mane and tail turned pink. He died, trying to protect me, me a child of Mother Nature.
Being a Child of Nature, I hold a pure power: Getting along with all creatures of nature, even the plant life. Boy do trees like to talk. And being of wolf demon descent, I hold a beautiful power to become a wolf, which I use often. That's all though for I am a quarter demon. I hate that this wondrous meadow is being used for the battle taking place and nasty human blood is ruining its perfectly balanced soil, killing off the rare flowers.
Looking to the sky, I watch the stars and moon begin to show and the blood-poisoned flowers open one last time to greet them while I crawl to the water's edge. The small river is already tainted pink by the blood but I am thirsty. Just one last drink while basking in the full moon's light and I'll be at peace in my magnificent meadow.
As I lean over to drink, I catch my reflection. My gold eyes are dulled and lifeless. My white coat with a orange tint, giving it a golden look in the sun's light, was now a pinkish color on my left side. My white paws are becoming numb as I go to drink, my legs begin to shake. My legs give out and with a yelp. I collide with my reflection in the water. I feel strange as I fall into the water. I'm sinking deeper and deeper in the cold, frosty water. The water isn't this deep. I know for a fact that it isn't, so why am I still sinking?
I guess it doesn't matter my life is over anyway, right? I close my eyes and the darkness starts to take over my body. I can feel it, a welcoming numbness. A numbness that promises me an eternity of no pain. How blissful, I sure do want this pain to stop. I want it to stop so badly, take me numbness. Take me to where the pain of this place can no longer hurt me…