That's awesome Gloomi! I would love to join if I had more time. Well, here is a preview of...something. Wrote it last night. I might fit into innocence, but most likely it will be the introduction to the sequal, Broken. And this also has a small spoiler to Innocence in it, so don't read it if you don't want to know. I did take the major spoiler out though. When i was a young girl, I used to wish to the star sailors every night for a hero. Someone to look up to. Someone to be my guide, my role modle. For a time, that person was my brother. For a little less than a year, he did whatever he could to keep me and the people around him safe. I never got why he quite. He was one of the best. And it crushed my heart on the morning I found him gone. He left nothing. Nothing but a note and his sword. The note told me he was sorry, that he didn't want to leave, but he just couldn't take care of me anymore. I cried for the whole day. I couldn't believe he was gone, that he'd leave me like that. I remember that night very clearly. It was the night I swore to myself, that I would never do what my brother did. I would never leave someone like he left me. I vowed that I would keep my people safe. I promised myself I would be someone's hero. I trained with that sword everyday. The sword that my brother left behind. He had the sword engraved. The word Memory was clearly carved in the brilliant sharp steel. I remember when I first found out it's abilities. I could remember the previous fights I fought. My opponents moves. It helped in battle, and I learned quickly. By the time someone called me a hero, I had forgotten the promise I made to myself. It was dureing the Red War, as it had begun to be known as. Right before the Great Battle at The Red River. I had escorted a woman and her two young children out of the town, just as the battle had begun. After the battle had ended two days later, the woman found me and thanked me. She said that she was lucky a hero like me was nearby to help her. I cried that night. I remembered my brother. And the promise I made. And the promise my brother had made to protect me. The one he broke. I cried so hard, and I couldn't stop untill morning. Years later, I heard a rumor that my brother had found a girl and got married, had three kids, and settled down in Cevka. It hurt to hear that. Because I knew he was alive. And I knew that if he really wanted to find me, he would have. But he didn't. He chose to turn his back on me. To forget everything. I could have gone to find him. But I didn't. I didn't want to see him. Ever again. He turned his back on me. So I turned my back on him. I forgot about him. I didn't need him. I managed to forget about him for a while. Hundreds of years. Untill that one battle. When I thought I saw his face in the crowds. I ran away then. I've been running away from things for my whole life. Why would this be any different? He tried to catch up to me, but lost me in the crowds. I watched him for an hour after that. To make sure that he was who I thought he was. And he was. He was my brother. I havnt been able to go to Cevka since. I kept my distance from that city. Sometimes I wondered if he would seek me out. He must have heard that I lived in Erram. He could have found me. But no.
Great! Not bad, I did some semi random writing and posted it on the last page. But lately i'm finding myself too tired to write. DX