The Morning

Her feet have run into the wilderness where people have not yet awakened from their sleep, armed with a wooden stick that is not long as protection from the threats that await him. He wears a robe that has a head covering to hide his distinctive ears.

She is Stacey, the only remaining elf race because his race was massacred in one night by this kingdom, Luterfecia. Living on the run for five years made him accustomed to getting up early in the morning seeking safety.

Her race was slaughtered because it had good blood to make alcoholic drinks, the name 'True Wine'. It is said that elf blood is believed to increase endurance and is very delicious, the royal members have learned of Stacey's existence that he is still alive, and the king wants to have her as a concubine in order to get elf offspring.

So from that the king intensified her entire kingdom to hunt down Stacey without being hurt at all. Of course Stacey refused and kept running away, now she was running through this dense forest, she was agile and agile until it was difficult to catch.

Stacey stopped and rested under an oak tree that may be hundreds of years old, the sound of birds as a melodious song to her rest.

Dawn began to break where the hunters would soon be working, Stacey got up and started running away from this forest.

Stacey slipped through the thickets as the herd hunters carried out their duties, about fifty thousand gold pieces would be obtained from the king if you took the remaining elves.

Slowly her feet stepped so as not to create noise and create chaos, the weapons were currently only wands without magic power, elves were doctors, they had magic to heal but couldn't be used to attack.

Having escaped himself from the danger, she went to a nearby town without the guards knowing, he could very easily enter the city. Sneaking between the gathered crowd without removing their head covering.

She stopped at a secondhand shop, pretending to be a buyer so as not to be caught, there was a man who seemed to have been the owner of this shop for half a century.

"Old man! Have you ever seen this woman? Did she ever stop by here ??!" Asked one of the hunters, showing a poster with a woman's face, the poster with Stacey's face.

The old man said he didn't know it at all and the hunter walked towards Stacey.

"Do you know, miss?" He asked Stacey again.

Stacey shook her head without looking at the hunter and pretended she was reading an ancient book.

The hunter left Stacey without the slightest bit of suspicion, Stacey remained in her position, silently watching the hunter's footsteps. Finally, after being silent for a long time the hunter came out after walking around this secondhand shop, not a single corner of the hunter took his eyes off when he was around.

Just as Stacey was about to get out, her beaded eye caught a small, worn box without any motive to catch Stacey with. Stacey paused and stepped forward to retrieve the box.

She opens it, this is not Pandora's box which the gods gave to Pandora during the marriage between Pandora and Epimetheus.

This box does not contain sadness and pleasure, this box is also not filled with luck and curse but rather a purple pendant.

"You like that, miss?" Asked the secondhand shopkeeper.

"Sorry sir, but I don't have the money to buy this." Stacey said quietly, pointing to the box that was being held with her finger.

"Take it, it's worthless, after all." The old man said with a friendly smile.

"But--"

"go before they find you Miss Elf." Cut the old man. Stacey was shocked at what she heard just now, why did the old man know who he really was?

'How does this old man know the real me?' Stacey wondered.

"Your scent, that's why I know it." The old man said that he answered Stacey's question as if he knew what Stacey had in mind, even though when you looked around Stacey had an emotionless face.

Stacey lives without emotions, her emotions disappear with the flames that devour her village.

Stacey followed the words of the old man, she left with the box that was given, not caring if the old man revealed information about his whereabouts. Stacey doesn't care anymore, there's nothing to trust in this world anymore. For her, continuing to live is a must even without someone you trust.

When Stacey got a scorching light when she came out of the secondhand shop, it seemed that the sun had soared, the chaos of the townspeople was getting heard when Stacey went further inside.

She entered the crowd to avoid guards and hunters, one chance he had of entering a small alley. As Stacey's feet continued to walk non-stop towards a lonely place, the sound of the crowd began to fade as Stacey entered deeper into the small alley.

A dead end, there's no way but to turn back. Feeling tired, Stacey decided to put her body in good health and leaned against the wall between the two buildings. Then opened the box containing the pendant results from an old man he did not know.

Stacey glared at the dark purple locket and took it, the box she threw away because she felt useless, then put the locket around her neck, before it was certain that she had removed her head covering. Her long white hair fell apart and added a beautiful impression to her. Again she presented an expressionless face.

Her heart is happy to get a beautiful pendant, but his body refuses until there is a face without expression and a cold personality without emotion. Stacey is shackled in an emotionless personality, she has tried many times to bring her emotions back, she also wants to be able to feel happy, sad, angry and other things, but no matter how hard Stacey tries, Stacey will never succeed.

Stacey continued on her way back to the forest and to another area. Staying still in one place would only endanger his life. Stacey put her headscarf back on and started walking through the crowd, her cane always carrying.

Stacey went to the bank of a clear river where the water flowed slowly. Stacey stared at herself in the shadow of the water. Stacey's green eye beads combined with her pure white skin made her look perfect.

Stacey got out of her squat and continued on her way back to the nearest forest. She arrived at the forest with a distance of approximately 4 km.

Her wand was still in his grip, Stacey went deeper into the forest. He found an old temple that was already mossy, what is this? Shrine to the gods?

No matter what danger he was in, Stacey continued to enter the temple, this place was not too far from the temple entrance. Some old pictures are drawn even though they are covered in a small crowd of green moss.

Stacey rubbed the wall with her palm,

"Human? What is this?" Stacey continued to rub her hands on the wall.

"Cults? Fire? What's with this horned race?"

Stuck himself at the edge of the wall, there is a large round door which is very well sealed. The lining of the door is made of real gold and shares other symbols Stacey doesn't understand.

Stacey continues to trace this temple to the roots, whether intentionally or accidentally Stacey stepped on a footing that made this temple tremble,

'Sreek!' The squeaks of various weapons came right in front of Stacey.

"If these mines weren't completely exposed, I could have been killed miserably." Stacey said quietly. after that nothing happened.

Stacey returned outside the temple, seeing a different place and atmosphere. Where is she now?