Fire is my last memory of my home. Fire and the smell of blood, the screams of those who are dying, and those of loss. This is a time of darkness—the time of the Dark Warlock. Not many are willing to stand up to him. I tried once when I was young, but I was too weak.
Nevertheless, I am still willing to take the fight to him because he cannot rule this world in fear much longer. He is killing anyone who could become a threat to him, almost everyone in the lands. Though there are still kingdoms around to stand against him, I don't think there will be much longer.
I was taken in by the Queen of Moonhaven, one of the few kingdoms willing to stand against him. She took me in when I had nothing left, and I was all alone. Now she gives me a chance to take the Dark Warlock down and free everyone from his darkness. I've spent my whole life five training and enhancing my magic and fighting skills. Now that I am 19 years old, I have to be reliable. How can these people depend on me If I'm not strong? Because the queen wants me to lead them one day, which is why they depend on me. However, it is a tough road for them to completely believe in me, but I don't care. I will protect them all.
Today I'm out on a scouting mission to find more information on the Dark Warlock and his armies. My mission is to discover the weakness and where his armies may be. I'm out in my scouting clothes, a dark green knee high dress and dark pants underneath that cover my legs, a scarf wrapped around my neck, gloves on my hands, and a cloak with a hood.
I'm walking through the woods with my horse Midnight. That's when I hear someone scream for help, so I run towards the sound, leaving Midnight behind in the woods. Not afraid that she will leave me behind. I know she will come when I call for her.
When I reach the direction of the sound, there is fire everywhere. That is all I can see. A town engulfed in flames, and the smell of blood is everywhere. That is the only smell. It burns my nose. I take my scarf wrapped around my neck and cover my nose and mouth. It helps some. Still, the stench is horrific. There are many deaths here; I can smell it. I touch my neckless saying, "thgilnoom, emoc ot em." My staff comes to me. It's a silver staff with a perfect crescent moon on top of it that is also silver, and it glows lightly with my magic.
I make my way down to the village, quickly hearing the scream yet again. When I get there, as I walk, taking in the horrific sight before me. The village people are dead or dying everywhere. None of which I can help, and it kills me on the inside that there is nothing I can do for them.
I noticed that the enemy is fleeing. I finally see where the scream came from. It's a girl about the age of 18. She's crying over a dead body. I kneel next to her, staff in hand. I notice that she is a demon, a race that was also destroyed for being a threat to the Dark Warlock. I rest my hand on her shoulder and say with care and concern in my voice, "They're gone I'm sorry, but we have to leave now before the clean-up comes with the Dark Warlock for him to claim this land." She cries louder I start to pull her up off the ground. I whistle, calling my horse Midnight. She comes trotting up to us. Once Midnight has stopped, I help the girl up on my horse and climb up behind her as she weeps for those she knew and loved. I take the cloak draped around my shoulders and pull the hood up over my head as I kick Midnight to go. We travel through the woods with the flames and the dead all behind us, and all I can think is the Dark warlock is coming closer to home....to Moonhaven.
We travel through the night on Midnight's back. It's a long quiet ride after the demon girl cries herself to sleep. The whole ride, I keep thinking of ways to improve my armies and whom all could help me to lead them.
We don't reach the gates until dawn, and a guard's voice cries out, "State your business here!" I take my hood off and say, "I'm your princess, Lutillia Fletea Respiria. Now let me in, you fools." He does as I say, and quickly, the gate begins to creak with them opening it, and Midnight walks in through the gate with the girl and me on her back.

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Luna
FantasyWhen fire is what you remember from your home and darkness is what you have left from your mother. Stories of what people though of your mother but you cant tell whether or not its true. a queen who took you in when you have nothing left. finding fr...