• She wandered out from the small crevice in between the ruins of her once beautiful home. The smoke rising from the hills of ruble all around her. The sky was Grey, close to turning black. She looked around, The silent village was still. No movements anywhere around the ruble. "Mom" She whispered. She sped around to the other side of the ruins. "Mom"! she yelled, digging down under the white bricks. Her hands started to bleed from the crushed glass and rocks. "please..." she mumbled kneeling down. Her eyes released tears, daring to spill over. She looked around her shoulder, The small town still unmoving. The surrounding trees seemed to whisper all around her, feeling sympathy for all the loved ones she lost. A young mage, left alone to ponder by herself. So alone... The sadness... the quiet... it was overwhelming. How can the world let this happen to a child, barely 14. She stood, ignoring the throbbing in her leg, and ran. She ran past the tall trees, not listening to the mumbles from the surrounding forest. Each tree she passed seemed to be the same as the one only a couple steps behind. Finally, her legs gave out. Leaving her knees stinging a bloody. Images of the ones she lost clouded her mind. She looked to the sky as she fell to the ground, everything turning black.