Chapter 1
I had just run away and of course what happens? It starts to look like it's about to rain any minute now. I'm miserable but I know it's for the best. I decide to hike a bit. It had always helped clear my mind and hopefully it will help me figure out what to do next, even though it will be harder for whoever to find me I still didn't feel very safe just staying in one place. I was walking when it actually started to rain. The trees helped but when I was dripped on it was big drops that soaked my clothes. I was just walking trying to find somewhere to get out of the rain, anything at this point would be nice. I had no clue where I was other than a forest outside of the town, Colly, where I used to live. The forests surrounded it for a while it was so isolated. Suddenly there was a crash of thunder and I couldn't help but shudder I hated thunderstorms by themselves and would go to my parents' room anytime there were some. I know that sounds so babyish but I couldn't help it. There were also mountains so the thunder just echoed and sounded even more eerie. There was a snap of a twig and I turned scared someone had found me. I knew if they were wanting to kill me I would be dead there wasn't anyone to help me, I was in the middle of nowhere. When I turned around I saw a guy about my age but he had these things on his back. They appeared to be fairy wings you could get at a costume store but they looked…real. I gasped and started to back away not wanting to turn around and run but wanting to get away and hopefully not die. Then he did the most surprising thing-or at least it surprised me at that moment-he spoke. He was saying these calming things and I seemed to be under a spell but once I thought about it I stopped feeling calm. He cursed before trying to just talk to me.
"It's ok I just want to help you. My name is Elwin. Please don't be afraid."
He must have seen that was the wrong thing to say to me. I don't like when people act like I needed to be treated all fragile when they don't know me. That is partly why I don't have many friends. I'm sarcastic and I won't take anything, particularly with guys.
"Why would you want to help me?" I asked.
"Can we go somewhere dry? It's a long story and there are others that can help you that you should meet."
"Why should I trust you?"
"I know who you are. You are evelyn, your parents were killed, you ran away from your foster home and you are all alone hoping not to get killed by who killed your parents. I can help as can others of my kind. You don't have many people to trust so I suggest you trust me to help you and at least you can get dry and hear me out before deciding what to do. Plus it would keep you safe for now."
For some reason I did trust him almost like I have known him for a long time which is why I agreed to go with him.