Long ago before time forgot this land, lush forest grew and covered the grounds and mountain ranges that surrounded this area. Small villages doted threw the forest, busy with the dwellers that called this place home. Many didn't travel past the mountains but did do trade with other towns and villagers within them as each had its own specialty. One was a coal and ore mining town that made great weapons another fine clothes. Still another wines and foods for grain was in great supply. But as the wheel of time turned something changed. The rains slowed causing the grain to dry up and the ore began to run empty in their mines. Slowly the people were forced from this great land those that did stay faced a even greater difficulty as things still changed more and more. The forest began to dry and die out leaving vast gaps of dead lean behind. Most of the forest animals ran long before the humans there knew something was wrong when they finally knew the land was dieing it was too late to truely run to far. Some buckled down others left to try their luck elsewhere. Sadly many didn't make it out before the warning the place was trying to give reached the apex. Fire rained down front he sky's burning what was left of the forest and towns killing everyone who was left behind. If anyone survived they had to live below ground where life was even harder on them with limited good and water available. Above ground wasn't much better as the place burnt to the ground leaving nothing but ashen skellington trees and great cast ash swirls that were once grass. Dry River beds and small dead fish stunk the area up as they couldn't escape the drying water as the ground quickly soaked it up.

Many years passed like this where fire rained day and night upon the lands below. Till one day it just stopped and moved on. Slowly the forest regrew but no one was living in the trees anymore. For those who had hidden below grounds in the mines the light was too much on their eyes for they had changed very much. So had their body's to adapt to the life below and the small spaces. Above the animals started to return birds at first filling the trees with their songs of hope and life. Soon others followed. The rivers began to trickle once more and fill bringing water life back and letting the trees and grass grow with fresh food. As the soul softened once more. If anyone had lived threw the days of fire they would be surprised at how fast the forest regrew those next few years. Time still seemed different here as if it passed slower then normal away from the natural world around. Little did anyone know that a few people would return one day and call this thier home.

Within the trees a small girl ran. Her eyes full of fear and excitement as she ran fast and fast. What she was running from was unknown but she knew she had eyes on her back as she moved threw the place. She didn't know where she was or where she was going but away from whatever was behind her. Whatever was following her had her scent as she kept running. Panting and out of breath she tripped hitting the ground hard as she tried to look around for a place to hide to escape even for a moment from the eyes that followed. Finding a hollowed tree she crawled into the tree and hid. Praying she wouldn't be found. She knew she was different she always got told that as she grew up but she didn't understand why. She didn't see why she was so Important to anyone. (edited)