The Woods of the Forgotten, charred over the years of torment against the howling wind and the scorching sun, its invissible wisdom-filled eyes peeked, unseen fangs digged and sharpened claws screetched. The tiny cloaked figure's careless steps resonated against the woods' meager silence. Its inexperienced feet and the woods' unfamiliar wild scent made the figure's attempts futile. Fighting the urge to flee back into the familiar side of the mountain, she shrugged the sickening feeling off. The mere memory of the tragic event burned her heart to crisp. She had to die with them or make use of the life they bestowed her. Either way, her brethrens' deaths were already forged into the steel of time, irrevocable and irreplaceable. She only had one place to go.
Astrald, once just a small island with infertile soils, potent trees and dead waters now stood tall against the neighboring kingdoms. Her clan believed that magic once saved the kingdom and its people but because of its incompetent rulers, magic has long forgotten and its bygone years remained hidden in the chests of time.
The figure's sapphire blue eyes peeked under the cloak like a fierce wolf, ready to hunt and to fight against hails and torments that even the unknown creatures lurking in the shadows trembled.
Klaudia, she's ready to explore the intricate curves fate carved for her. Her destiny.
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