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Miley pressed her hands together, separating them quickly as a great diversity came into view. She threw seeds upon seeds across the bed of many burials. May they all rest in piece…she stood up slowly, brushing the dirt off of her kimono.
“Hopefully nothing more happens while I’m away.” She murmured to herself. She stood, her blonde hair swaying in the cool yet gentle breeze, letting it caress her face. “Now, where is that sister of mine? I hope she isn’t playing with dirt again.” Miley had an average IQ level, but there wasn’t much she knew to be honest. Her eyes were the perfect sky blue color, nearly mauve in the sunlight, her hair long and blonde, dirty we might add. To most people, she wasn’t that bright, but here in her own domain she was the best of them all.
“Sister! Look what I found!” her sister, Endora, came running out. “Lookie! Isn’t it neat?” she asked, holding up the baby bird. It squawked softly, crowing into a fit as the golden crown of feathers on its head spiked up and outwards in a fiery rage, beating its wings ever so harshly against the small girls’ hands.
Finally, it lifted its head towards the sky and cried fiercely, nipping at Endora’s hand, and flew off in a fiery wind. Endora shrieked and shed tears as she stared at her bleeding fingers. The warm yet sticky substance coated her fingers quickly as if eating up her skin.
“Darn bird.” Endora muttered softly. She sucked on her fingers softly, licking away the bloody enamel on her digits. The blood didn’t cease to spill over her pale skin. Miley just giggled and ripped off a part of her sleeve, tying it around her sisters’ finger.
“There, no more crying…” she murmured, holding her sister close while she wept over her throbbing finger. “I told you not to play with the Phoenix, they’re evil birds of Hell…” she muttered softly under her breath the last part, not wanting her sister to catch any of it.
Darkness fell over the town slowly, subtly grasping the entire town in its vengeful grip, letting night fall into the hands of the moon. Miley was asleep already, wanting each day to go by quickly, not wanting to look back on the day when she nearly lost everything she had ever known.
“Mother! Father!” a young girl muttered loudly. She was chocking, coughing into her sleeve for dear protection. This makes no sense at all…she thought solemnly. There was never a reason to doubt their cousins coming here with such an excuse as to say they only wanted to see their ‘family’ again. They had set the whole village of triumph aflame.
“Endora! Miley!” A couple yelled out in the smoke, chocking themselves on the vicious smoke that rose from the floors of their small huts. Things were catching flame quickly, and there wasn’t much any one could do but wait for most of it to die down before finding their friends and family.
Miley ran through the village, tripping over her skirts. She had been nearly kidnapped by her family from the Northern areas of their village: the richer people of the family. She was a middle-class swordswomen and she wanted to prove that to their leaders. Now she was running for her life towards her village to find everyone.
“Sister!” Endora called through the roof as it nearly collapsed overhead of her. Miley skid to a halt and shoved her sister out of the way before one of the building walls fell over, Miley nearly escaping the fatal scorched wood herself. “Mother and Father, they’re still in there!” Endora yelped as she went to go try to save them, but Miley held them back.
“No, Endora…they would have made it out by now…” Miley whispered. “They’re gone…” Endora looked up with teary eyes, most of them slipping down her cheek.
“You mean…” Miley nodded. “No! You’re lying!” she said, breaking free of her sisters grip. She ran away, away from everything, leaving Miley there to stare at the blazing houses that her own ancestors had built years and years before she was born into this hell of a world.
Why is it that every time something goes horribly right for this family, something twice as bad had to happen ASAP? Miley thought to herself. Suddenly a large portion of the roof caved inwards and crashed to the floorboards of the hut.
Miley woke with a start, feeling something against her leg. She looked around, startled. I must be losing it on account of these dreams…Miley thought slowly raising herself up off the mat she currently slept on and went out into the cool evening air. A breeze was brewing, moon shining bright as it always had over her land.
“I need to get out of here…too many memories live within these walls…” Miley thought. It was the truth. Each and every night she could actually sleep, she ended up dreaming about the fire when she was only a girl of fifteen. “I’ll take Endora and InuKita with me to make sure they are all right…” she murmured against her hair as it blew in the gentle breeze.
