A little boy is running around playfully with his older sister. Their eyes are filled with so much

love and laughter. That sister says “Tom wanna come with me to the market I'll buy you

candy just don't tell mom and dad”. Looking up at his sister smiling with pride the boy slowly

nodes and says “I want to become awesome like you big sis”, he has always been picked on by

the others in his village for his small stature but the dreams he holds in his

mind to him won't be stopped by anyone. So as they the two ran into the market they came upon

a vendor who appears to be an elderly women. The big sister says twiddling with her strands of

blonde hair says jovially “Me and my little bro here will have some of your chocolate bars.”

The old vendor looking at the two with happiness in her eyes hands the two the chocolate that

They wanted and she says to them “it'll be on the house, I'm just happy being able to make the

youth of our village have joy in their hearts.”

The smell of the sweet chocolate filled their noses as they began to give way to the inner desires

Of tasting it's sweet deliciousness. Tom looking to his is bewildered by the people entering

through the gate, their village that they lived in barely encountered any new people entering

in so when someone new did appear it was always quite the spectacle to gander upon. The people

that appeared to be entering today was a tall man in a long cloak, he seemed to have a blank

expression on his face, his skin was flawless without a single blemish and his hair as white as

snow flowed out into the breeze, at his side he had a sheath for what appeared to just be another

hunting knife for the many adventures who seemed to come by. There was also a person beside

him, a girl with long red hair and deep crimson red eyes that seemed to bury deep into someone.

She on the other hand was scantily dressed but unlike the expressionless man she cared a smile

on her soft like face. After walking passed him the two seemed to be heading towards the inn or

some other matter. Coming back to his senses Tom looked towards his sister Clover as many of

them called her. Her sister unlike many of the people in the village was very skilled in the

magical arts. Tom often argued with her as to why she choose to stay in the village of she

could do so much more but she always answered him with a smile telling him that she could

never part with her dear old village and most importantly her only family, her brother. When

Tom stared deeply within his sister he could tell that she was nervous almost as if she was scared

for her life some may say, she was very tense and though many couldn't see the mysterious

travelers true purpose, she on the other hand could certainly tell that there was something behind

those two people.