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"Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future."
-John F. Kennedy
It was a day not to different then any other day...if anything it was rather peaceful. The sky was blue, with clouds sailing past at a leisurely pace, the birds were singing idly in the trees with not a care in the world. It was near a certain dirt path where one may come to find themselves, no doubt traveling up and down from one town to the next, and had they looked away from the path, they'd be looking across a vast field, with trees dotting the landscape.
In a world that is often filled with many dangers, peace such as this is hard to come by, but one ought take advantage where they could.
Were one to continue to gaze across this field, they may be able to spot a...individual, lying upon the dirt, under the shadows of a tree. In front of this individual, lay the remains of a small camp fire, smoldering but no longer burning. To his left, a sheathed saber rested against the tree, as idle as it's assumed owner. It seemed that everything was peaceful
No...I don't deserve this peace...not after...everything...
The eyes of this particular individual shot open, he jolted upwards in a startled fashion, breathing heavily as he did. It was hard to make out from the distance, but it seemed that this red haired individual had a rather...frightened look...but only momentarily, as within the next few seconds, it had reverted to a rather somber look...as his hair fell around his face...and he shook his head...
Kiara