The cool breeze on my skin wakes me, and I write in this journal under the tree I have known my truly short life. Well concerning Elves. My Name is Lizbeth Demore, I have lived my entire life on this cliff side paradise. I say paradise lightly, the night is the true bliss, the daytime is for training. My 18th turning is in just 3 days and I will be submitted to the council for my calling. I have no one except my mother and uncle. She teaches me the way of the sword and he teaches the ways of the seamstress. Well, that is enough writing for now, mother calls. Petals 3
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Valorous Chronicles: Bound
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