Chapitre 1: The Beginning of a Uproar
Lilith was standing up, her fists outwards and ready to fight her opponent. She saw it was a man, rising to at least six feet and towering her. She could see the muscles that grew on the man's body, she knew that she was outmatched but instead of running, something was calling her. Like a howl of the night, uncertain of what might have been awakening inside of her. She started to run at her opponent before she fell, falling into an endless and dark abyss that awaits the dead.
Lilith woke up with sweat dripping from her forehead. The same nightmare again, geez it feels like it gets worse and worse, Lilith crawled out of her wooden bed, she immediately put on her oversized clothes and headed out for the farm in which her father and brother, Drew, where already getting crops out of their bedding. She wasn't an ordinary girl to say, more like a Tomboy, she never did much lady work and when she did, it was only for simple things. Her mother always told her that not being a lady will affect her life, she always knew that her mother was right because she was once a maid during the old king. She froze as she was setting one of her pile of crops into the wagon, something was lurking her family, it been there for the past three days and bothered the sheep. She looked into the forest but with no avail, she continued her work and help her brother out. Her brother, Drew, was a strong muscular boy, his eyes the same as her mother, dark green with grayish hair. He was a much more well-built and capable of becoming a guard than she was, a five foot ten girl who wishes to be in the army. Her silver hair and her blue moon eyes, she looked nothing alike to her brother or to any of her family, she was an odd one. Always saying that she was born from her mother's womb but if she was, she would have at least some similarities but no. She was sitting on the roof of a shack and was looking deep into the forest before her father called her.
"Get down here you lazy good for nothing," cried her father. Lilith didn't move, she knew there was something out there. Watching them as if they were prey.
"I said get down here and help your brother before I come down here and get you myself," said her father again but with a much more stern and serious voice. "I want to get to the market before it hits midday."
"But father, there's something out there," Lilith exclaimed, one look into her father eyes and she sighed heavily. There was no point in arguing about what was stalking them, she jumped down and help Drew with his load. The two would take turns whenever their father had to go to the market, this time it was Drew's day to go. Lilith didn't mind staying with her mother, in fact, she loved staying with her mother. Her father always seemed harsh towards her and demanding things from her, her father wasn't entitled but at times it felt like it. It was almost midday when her mother was beckoning them back, her father was the first to arrive and started to talk to her mother.
"The kid gotta start to listen to orders if she wants to be a guard," her father said.
"Oh give it a break dear, she ambitious to say," said her mother kissing her father on the cheek. "Besides, her prediction is probably right to say."
Whatever her father and mother were talking about, it was inaudible, she had a feeling that they were keeping something from her and thanks to her recurring nightmare, it's been almost impossible to get a good night sleep. She placed on a stack of hay before tapping Drew on the shoulder.
"You think they're talking about me?" Lilith questioned. Drew nodded, he was quiet to say but not as odd or mysterious as Lilith.
"If I had to guess, it's probably because of the thing that killed that ram last night," said Drew. It was Lilith's fault for getting one of the sheep back into its pen and got it killed. The sheep have been more paranoid by what has been stalking the farm. Lilith assumed that her father was mad at what had happened to the ram since they won as a prize from the market. They finished loading up the wagon of crops and hay, the horse, Cane, hasn't been paranoid. In fact, it's as if there is no threat to the farm anywhere, maybe Lilith's warning was off. Usually, nine out of ten, she was right but the one percent still existed. Drew and Lilith had back to the house and entered the house where her mother finishes packing lunch for her father and brother. The two men pulled out their cloak and pulled them over their head, her mother kissed both of them on the cheek.
"We should be back by evening if the rain doesn't catch us," said Lilith's father, Lilith looked outside and saw the clouds clamping to each other, they were slowly changing their color from a nice white to a sad gray.
"It may be to late father," warned Lilith, her father looked outside next to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Suggestion Lilith, get the sheep in before it gets to evening," said her father patted her head. He called Drew, who was carrying a bow and quiver, and he handed the bow and quiver to her father. Her father was once a soldier of the old king and help the two in self-defense. Lilith felt something crawling on her back, it sent many shivers down her spine. The two men left the house and headed down the road, leaving the two ladies alone.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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