Hi, this is my first fic I’ve ever posted on a message board. Comments would be nice, all criticisum accepted. May be updated weekly at the most.
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The prelude
A women with blond hair ran quickly with a small baby girl in her arms across the virgin snow up a hill. Any otherday she’d be moving at full strength but labor pains and exhaustion beginging to take it’s toll. Beads of sweat dribbled down her face and her legs burned. The blond haired women tripped letting out a small scream as she slipped pressing her child against her body. Just a little longer, she thought wearily. Please Hyne, give me enough strength to finish.
It was like a burden had been lifted from her shoulders when she saw her destination. An orphanage, much like the one she herself had grown up at. In bold letters a wooden sign showed, [b]Miss. Fallow's orphanage, all accepted[/b].
She struggled to move faster but her body carried little energy left. Steadily and slowly she stepped up the creaking staircase looking guiltily at the doorbell knowing what fate she was resigning her child too. But, this had to be better than keeping her. Right?
Her gloved fingers reached into her right coat pocket and produced a crystal dangling on a rope. The crystal was a glowing sapphire brimming with energy. [i]Will you protect her?[/i] The women thought sending a message to the creature that dwelled inside. [b]With my life. Trust me,[/b] was the reply. The voice sounded like the howl of a thousand wolves.
The women gently hung the rope on her baby's neck watching the steady glow of the sapphire. Then, guiltily, she took out the letter that held her message of good luck. With a final hug the blue eyed women gently lay the baby onto the door step with the letter. Enclosed were the words, [i]take care of Alloran.[/i] She rang the doorbell and ran as fast as she could to the cover of bushes. Falling down onto the snow she kept absolutely silent as the sound of the door opening and closing reached her ears. Taking deep breathes she relaxed for the first time in nine months.
Bring, bring! Her communicator rang. Weakly she raised it to her ear. " Hello?" She croaked her voice sounding raspy.
" Garden's here," was the reply. " Think you can get down here? Commander's getting impatient."
" I'll be right here," she said clicking off.
(Next chapter: Alloran.)