Allias jumped scared and heavily breathing. Another nightmare again. He thought as his eyes faced the bright sun. He was resting underneath a tree at the royal garden, feeling the coolness of the shade when he slowly fell asleep only to remember one of his worst memories. Now just a few years later after he became an adult the murder scene still haunted him.
They were trees like these the ones they would jump from and land like cats perfectly on their feet. Allias could only remember as blurry dark figures, since his eyes had become blurry from crying. To his small self they looked enormous and scary but probably now he was taller than them.