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CHAPTER 1
The stillness of the night was deafening and oppressive. Though it was beautiful with the sky clear of clouds and, in its absence, was littered with stars. The wind was soft, kissing the trees with its light breeze, encouraging them to dance to its cool whispers.
Despite the normalcy of the night, there was something dark and heavy about it. It was so quiet that it was unnerving.
A little girl of about 6 or 7 breathed in the fresh air and something constricted in her. She coughed haphazardly and spat out the thick, dark liquid that left a metallic taste in her mouth. Softly, she whimpered to herself. 'Three days. I have been lost for three days and nights.'
She was stranded here for a long time by herself after she had escaped that horrid metal floater. 'A cargo ship, they had called it.' The memory of that floater was so vivid for her that it was painful. All those children, the punishers and barbaric men with their whips and hot iron, the work under the scorching sun, the explosion - she shuddered - and the cold sea right after.
As if by habit, the girl's small hands glided over her shoulder where fresh scars can be seen. Suddenly, she choked and soft sobs erupted from her body. She wasn't sure why she was crying, then again she wasn't sure of anything at all.
Why was she on that ship? How did she manage to escape the flames? Why didn't she die instead of being washed up on this bizarre island? And most of all, who was she?
That was the most confusing and frustrating thing, the fact that she didn't know a single thing about herself. As far as she was concerned, she'd just been born a week ago, on-board the cargo filled with slaves.
Her knees buckled beneath her weight and she fell face-first in the soil. Sobs continued to plague the girl's small body and her mouth was filled with her tears and dirt. She felt weak because of hunger and thirst. She was tired. The girl felt like dying and she gladly welcomed the thought. With an empty heart, she slowly closed her eyes and gave up.
"Just take me, please."
The morning was the complete opposite of the night that preceded it. The forest was very lively and the sunlight penetrated every nest and burrow, only some being cut by the shade that the trees offer.
One patch protected the little girl's form from the harsh rays of the sun. The birds twittered above her, curious as to why there's a girl lying face first in the ground. Squirrels fleeted to and fro, occasionally sniffing her body before quickly scurrying away. Who was this human that blocked the serenity of their home?
A snap was heard from beyond the bushes and the creatures hid by instinct, some peeked, unable to contain their curiosity.
A man in his late 60's stepped through the foliage with a huff. Lodging his walking stick in the soft dirt, the man wiped the sweat on his brow. He looked further up the mountain and sighed before smiling softly to himself.
"I guess I'm not fit for hiking anymore." he whispered to nobody in particular. Grabbing his stick, he trudged upwards once more with his goal in mind, to reach the clearing on top and see the breathtaking view this island has to offer.
The man scrunched up his nose, a foul stench suddenly permeated the air. He looked around for the source of that reek and was more than surprised to find a small child lying on the ground. He was baffled and, in all honesty, he was afraid.
He rushed to her side and turned her around so that she's lying on her back. 'She's as pale as a ghost!' he thought absently. He checked for her breathing and felt only small wisps of air escape her lips. The man checked her pulse and noticed how thin her wrist was. Concentrating, he waited and found that there's a faint beat.
She's alive!
Though barely.
He carefully lifted her and held her sleeping form close to him as he turned and walked back down towards the small town he passed not too long ago.
"Hold on miss. We can still make it." He huffed even though he knew she won't hear him.
The creatures that hid before were now out in the open, staring after them curiously. One squirrel eyed the part of the soil where the girl once was. It noted to itself how deep it had dented due to her fall the night before. Uncaring, it scurried away, looking for more food to stock.
END OF 1.
A/N: I know it's extremely short but this is sort of a test run. Hope you guys review!