Its been a thousand years since the war of ages took place upon the village of Okura. During that time the air was warm and fragrented with the sweet smell of cherry blossoms in bloom. Children and Elders laughed and exchanged greetings as the stream babbled its soft lyrics in the background. It was a happy time filled with much spirit and passion. But that was more then a life time ago. And darkness soon took its place and the small town that once stood now lay ashes upon the earth. Yet tho it may be ashes now the memory still lays well fresh in the memory of one girl and one boy....
The dirt paths were well muddied from the previous rainfall. Yet the sun took no pitty upon Robyn's face as sweat ran down giving her face the same look as the mud upon which she walked. Her long auburn hair no longer neatly pulled back but rather distrought and ash looking. Her clothes now bore wholes in places that would be considered well inappropriate for young ladies her age.
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