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Chapter two

A dream to wake in a nightmare

At that time my life was far different than it is now, for starters, I did not have a family, unfortunately my mother, my father and my brother were killed by bandits, and after that I became as most would call 'mute'.

Being an orphan I had to provide for myself at a very young age. And for most parts stealing fish and vegetables was the only way I could get food, then one day as I was fetching water in the forest I came across a demon.

Even in taters and covered in blood I thought him beautiful. His hair was the color of the moon, and speaking of moons he had a purple one on his forehead, along with two demonic strips on each cheek, his face was very pale, almost illuminated.

When I approached him his eyes had shot open in my direction, and suddenly I found myself staring into cold uncaring eyes, in all my young life I had never seen eyes so cold or piercing.

I was brought out of my fascination with his eyes by the deep growl that emitted from his throat. I was very young at the time and now that I look back on it, I do not believe that throwing water on him was the best thing to do.

And yet, he became quiet, he almost seemed shocked that I had thrown water on him. He then suddenly became very wearing I believe, for his eyes had closed and he had drifted back into slumber.

Over the next three days I had returned to him, he never ate the food I left, he would either scoff and tell me he did not need food, or he would nock it out of my grasp.

After the fourth day I had become weary, he was a very troublesome person. When I walked into the little shack that was my home, some one else was already there.

The figure was hunched over eating what little food I had, and then he noticed I was there, I forget what he said to me, all I remember was the howl of the wolves, and his panicking face.

I quickly ran out of the hut only to find a pack of wolves running towards the village, and then instinct took over, and I ran into the woods. I don't remember in what direction I went, but I do remember the feeling of the wolves drawing nearer to myself.

And then it happened I tripped on a root sticking out of the ground. I saw the first wolf dive at me, and then every thing went black.

Suddenly I shot up, I felt revived, never in my entire life had I felt so well. That's when I noticed I wasn't in my hut, not even the forest; no I was in a fairly large house.

As I was looking around a woman came walking in, she was very kind. She told me her name was Asagi Mokomo, she told me that a man with long silver hair had brought me there and had asked them to care for me, and then she said that he must have been a god, bringing them me, because she could not have children.

She then showed me to a bath that had been prepared, and told me to get in. I did as I was told, she then asked me what my name was, and reluctantly I said Rin, she smiled and said Rin was a lovely name.

I lived a very happy life with the Asagi's, they were very kind to me, and over time I began to call them mother and father. Life was perfect, and unlike most family's who were urging their children to marry, mine was just happy that they had me.

Life was perfect, until Asagi Akito became ill, and shortly after he left us. And in the end Mokomo could no longer afford to keep the house. So she sold it to another family and we moved to a hut, it was still fairly large, but no where near the size of the house.

By the time of my eighteenth birthday Ms. Asagi and I had been living alone for three years, we managed to survive by selling baskets and cloths we made from the plants of the forest, but one year there was a terrible frost, and none of the plant grew.

I then decided to journey further into the woods to search for at lest enough materials to make some money. After hours of pleading with Mokomo she reluctantly agreed to let me go, but only if I took Heiti with me, Heiti was Akito's horse, she was a fine mare and the only reason we had kept her was because we needed her to carry the baskets and cloth.

That very day I set off into the woods, all I had was a small skin of water, enough food for two days and the clothes on my back. Unlike most girls, I could ride a horse, and I could set up a camp.

Akito thought it might be a useful talent. I'm very glad he taught me.

Heiti walked trough the forest for at least six hours, I stopped and let her rest, I vaguely knew where we were, but if I could not fond home I was positive Heiti could.

A little while later I had remounted Heiti to search some more, and the slow comforting movement of Heiti made me slowly drift asleep. When I awoke I found that it had turned dark.

Aside from the glow of the stars and moon it was pitch black. And then I came to realize that it had started to rain as well. I pulled Heiti into a quick walk, hoping perhaps to find a tree big enough to hide from the rain.

Suddenly thunder shot through the sky, it hit a tree near to us, and I knew how dangerous thunder and lighting could be, so I brought Heiti into a run. As she ran through the woods trying to escape the storm, tree branches had scratched my clothes and nicked my face.

Suddenly it appeared, the biggest and grandest mansion I had ever seen, but then I thought it couldn't be a mansion it was far too big, no it was a castle. I thought perhaps some one there would pity me and let me stay until the storm ended.

But as I came closer I realized that the castle appeared to be abandoned. On one side of it's roof there was no roof, and the structure looked old and perhaps rotting, but even then it looked better than nothing, I quickly descended off of Heiti's back and ran to the entrance.

Out of habit I knocked, like I had expected no one answered. So I let myself inside, Heiti followed close behind. To my surprise the inside looked even grander that the outside, and to my shock, very well kept.

Perhaps some one does live here, I had thought to myself. I was in the center of the room when I felt it. Some thing had blown past me, at first I thought it might have been the wind, but when the door closed behind me and the candles suddenly light themselves that's when I became worried.

Oh yes and the fact that some thing started talking to me.