A New Journey (OPEN)

[Boannan]

A breath, so subtle and sweet, that mingled with the shed of tears that slipped over her cheeks. Boannan lifted her head, looking out upon the quiet mass of water she sat next too. There was a sense of uncertainty as she remembered the screams...the smoke...the fire that had engulfed her home. That image was something that would haunt her for all of eternity.

Lieing next to her naked form, where the scant few things she always carried with her, her backpack filled with an extra change of clothes and her supplies...and her beloved dagger. The jewel encrusted handle glimmered in the moonlight, casting shades of reds, blues, and greens from the reflecting light. Looking upon it, her tears began to fall anew. Amber gaze would lift to the stars and moon.

"Why, father....why did they do this?"

Her voice was softly spoken, a near whimpered growl from the depth of her soul. She shook her head, lifting slender arms, and pounding her fists repeatedly against herself in her frustration. She knew this couldn't be the plan...the plan for HER life. Why would she lose her parents? Who had done this? What was she going to do about it? So many questions to be answered, but where to start?