Drawing closer to the chaos, a young girl slips through the now empty streets, gripping a dagger tightly in her hands. Her face is obscured with ashes, years of dust and grime covering her whole face. Her hair matted to her skin. She moves nimbly, almost hidden in the shadows of the crimson evening sky that is fading slowly into an ebony night. She seems like the rest of the citizens living in the poorest sector of Luna, despair resting thickly on their shoulders, no longer having a meaning to life. But, a flash of burning, gold eyes that pierces through all the hopelessness that is in the air identifies that she isn't broken and damaged like the rest of them, although she has experienced enough pain during her young life. She nears the battlefield and detects the metallic scent in the air. It had just began.
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Forgotten ~ A Lunar Chronicles Fanfic
FanfictionHey readers! O.M.G. The Lunar Chronicles... I can't... the feels... Yep, so Winter was just such an epic ending to the series that I can't express the awesomeness in words. So, I decided to write a really short fanfic that is similar to my first...
