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I remember everything from the time I was born to the time I wake up every morning, to wind blowing through wind-chimes on the neighbor's house. My bedroom window shook in its panes. It was just like every other night just with yesterday's days added to my life in a dream. Sometimes it turned into a nightmare. Soon I'd be 16 and a freshman at the local high school.I was born on Halloween at 11 O'clock, I was the center of attention from the time I was born. I welcomed it from my family but I wish their friends would have not been in my face. I was the third child of my parents and last. My older brothers are twins, and by the time I was born they were 16, and they always fight for my attention. When I was one we moved to a closed community and I was never allowed outside.

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       Kolsted was a town made entirely of stone that has existed for centuries even though it is one of the younger towns of Turrok. Nevertheless, Vylina knew it inside out, and she was never scared to run around it wherever and whenever she pleased. Because of that, the locals took to calling her “Little Dove”, for how she seemed to just fly from one building to another. There was not a s

JULIANA'S POV I placed the cucumber on the chopping board and viciously started chopping, pretending it was a certain body part of Tyberias'. "Calm down, Juliana. The cucumber didn't do anything to you" Maria chuckled as she began frying the chicken.

The stranger watched as the light that enveloped him faded, replaced by a rustic scene of bamboo and wooden houses surrounding a public square. He looked closely at his hands and the ordinary peasant clothes that he was wearing. Running his hands over his body, he felt the rough texture of the woven fibers that made up the cloth. He then lifted the hem of his shirt and examined the individual threads. Impressed by what he saw, the stranger glanced all around him and observed that the square was deserted.The stranger breathed in and felt the cool air fill his lungs. Then, he looked up to see the sprinkling of stars and a lone moon in its gibbous phase. The eastern sky was already starting to lighten and the stranger knew that it would not be long before the sun appeared.In the middle of the square, where the stranger stood, was what appeared to be an ancient fountain. The stranger stepped closer to it and examined the stone and wooden structure. He felt the texture of