Crimson Leaves

Crimson Leaves: Inspired by the film The Darkest Mind by Alexandra Bracken. Sequioadendron (Pronounced as sek-way-uh-den-dro) a utopian planet that has Dendron, a grand colossal tree that fruits people called Dendroçelare. The Dendron tree indicates the personality and future of a person which are recognized by the color of the leaves that glows into where Dendroçelare are produced as a fruit of people of Sequioadendron. The colors of the glowing leaves vary the characteristic of the beholder: Yellow çelare, filled with brightness and creativity; Blue çelare, the color of coldness and intellectual, a puritanical; Green çelare, the kindness to every individual and shows innocence; Orange çelare, the fiercer one and is crafty of one's own work; Pink çelare, an elite and a paragon; Purple çelare, courage is the moral strength and generosity is the dignity; Black çelare, serious-minded and has powerful establishments, the ones who leads people; White çelare is the beauty, goodness, purity, and a peacemaker; whilst; Red çelare, the most unwanted kind that can cause danger, war, and brutality and only a few countable people who have this çelare leaves. And I, on the other half, am a fruit of people called Dendroçelare, a Red çelare, were isolated by the people on my planet, the most unwanted kind and an outcast to the society. People assume we wreak havocs and the most troublesome creatures on the planet and also who can be the one can cause the destruction of the utopian peaceful world. I've read stories about Sequioadendron and I haven't heard anything good about us Red çelare.

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Prologue

Raven hood with its vicious red for its look, hunting for the perfect çelare stone. "Gotcha!" Muttered he. Jinking from left to right, avoiding huge boulders, dashing out of its peak from the grand volcano,

A loud explosion vibrated in its crate, luckily he managed to escape from it. He felt the shudder in his shoulders when the lava comes out from its snout firing balls of fire.

That moment when he felt like he was gonna die. The stone glowed blindly beneath his fist but, unexpectedly, curious, he opened his one eye, squinting, blinked several times.. he was at the rope ladder, hanging upside-down, his cloak swung above his head, arms on both sides. The vicious red-eyed hunter grins, holding up the çelare stone, admiring its form. To his surprise a creature with a horn on its head and golden claws flew to him, grabbing his face and cautiously fell, face first.

The young red-eyed hunter grunts, turning to his side, a glowing stone in his grip. The young vicious hunter leveled his hand to his face, the çelare stone glowed like a star, with its crimson hue, the red-eyed hunter chuckled, above his tree house, whilst there was a critter-like form with a horn on its head, hurling through the air above him.

He hovers himself up gripping the ladder and shooting the stone in his pocket. Climbing up the ladder, the creature with a horn on its head flew above him, ready to attack at any time.

"Well, well, well!! It seems like you got yourself a unique stone!" It was his guardian. A small winged critter, and feather-like coal, with its harmless beak, flew in front of Dieter. Its broken horn glowed like çelare ones. Looking at his stone conspicuously.

"Yeah." The young red-eyed hunter, chuckles, reaching through the wooden floor, hovering up, to his mini-hanging tree house.

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