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F O R G O T T E N T H O U G H T S
chapter one.
p r o l o g u e
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The arrow flew from her hand, deadly accurate as it shot right through the rabbit's eye. She smiled, but it wasn't over yet. She carefully waited, 5 seconds, nothing. 10, her surroundings were filled with silence, 13, 14. Impatience caught the better of her, and she cautiously clambered down rough tree, and noiselessly inched her way towards the dead mammal.
"One day, that's going to get you killed." Lily jumped. Shit.
"I…" she stumbled over words to say as she looked for the source of the noise. The owner of the voice, a boy maybe 10, 11, stepped forward from the shadows.
"You're not meant to be here." His hazel eyes glinted as he revelled in the fact he had found an outsider in the woods. "What's your name?" He questioned,
"I-um…" She stuttered as she searched for a lie.
"Well?" The panic and shock was evident on her face as he demanded an answer. He narrowed his eyes at her, knowing he wasn't going to get an answer.
"You best be going now… right?"
"I…?" Utterly confused, she watched him intently; he must have some upper motive as to letting her go.
"Go." He instructed,
"James!" There was a distant shout, from about 50 metres away.
"Now." He said, before turning round and leaving a perplexed girl and a dead rabbit.
He glanced behind him, shaking the messy brown hair out of his eyes, only to see the vivid red hair of the green eyed girl disappearing into the trees.