Awakening

Somewhere in an unknown land laid a girl, a fox, and an owl. All of them were unconscious, their bodies mangled and injured, left in a half-dead state. It was a free meal to the denizens of this place but none dared to come close. Stabbed into the ground and standing upright was a sword, emanating a fearsome aura. 

Not even the brave and the strong were willing to walk forward for they knew that doing so meant forfeiting their lives. And a shoddy meal such as this wasn't worth the trouble. 

It was peaceful though.

 It would rain from time to time but the sword protected them, forming a barrier of wind over them all. The sun rose and fell, from the shining day to the shimmering night sky. Time passed by and the three were still laying on the grass. The sound of leaves and grass swaying in the wind was paired with the chirping of birds and rushing water. It seemed as if these three were asleep, not so much in pain but rather unconscious.