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Where the wind blows

 

Prologue

 

Maybe it just me, or time has been going by very slowly. I find myself sitting at the window daydreaming, everyday.

 

You're probably wondering, `Who is she?' well my name is Lillian Aki, daughter of the leader of Aki village. Though not many know my name, but I still live like a princess... And I hate it!

I only wish I could live with everyone else, I wish I could have played along with the children in my village when I was younger. Yes, a childhood would have been nice, anything is better than being confined to this hell hole. I'm actually seventeen years old with long brown hair I usually keep up in a pony tail. I have chocolate colored eyes and pale ivory skin as well. My father usually makes me wear cruel and disgusting dresses that i would never wear if I had a choice. Honestly I would rather wear a priestess's cloth or a peasants robe, Shhh... Don't tell.

 

Aki village, my village, a small village surrounded by a mystical but dangerous forest, that make a shiver go up my spine when ever I see it. But still, looking at it makes me feel at peace and I only wish that one day I can run to it, and face the dangers inside. I've heard that the village is home to mystical creatures like elves and werewolves, and if you were unlucky enough you would be devoured by a vampire. Many people have gone missing in the forest, and at times they body would be found either, ripped up or sucked dry. But the most dangerous and feared creatures of the forest would be the devils. Devils are said to be mostly hideous and gruesome creatures that have no mercy. My mother, a sweet and kind soul, was devoured by a large devil that used to be her brother. Allot of the time devils are born from corrupted souls or else are turned because of there's master will for them to.

 

A Lover?

No I've never had a lover, and if I ever did I don't remember him because he was probably just using me for sex or my fathers place above the villagers. I wish someone would accept me for me, they all disgrace me for my `strange ways' as they call it. I wish this bloody village would burn to the ground, and then I could be free. I and the people of this village that I give a shit about could leave; we could live a life normally... together.