There is a lot of fear in the world, a sea of evil not even a saint can escape. The most tragic events can happen to anyone, and more likely than not, it will happen to an innocent. There is a boy who can confirm this fact, a boy who had to live on his own way to fast.
Aspen Chuchip, a small boy who lived life with his parents, as any child should, he was kind and smart, his parents adored him and his family treated him as if he was their own little king. The boy could often be found with his mother playing with the nearby wildlife, the chirping birds would often enchant his ears and before long Aspen had learnt to hum the same tunes the small feathered creatures did, he loved his family, and they always loved him but one day a fierce flame blazed amongst the small town he lived in and the smoke billowed threw out the occupied hamlet and soon before long the whole area had been reduced the charred rubble and his parents were no where to be seen, a small tear welled up in his eye and ever since it trickled and softly landed onto the ground Aspen had been searching for them, adventuring threw the varied landscape and one day hoping for his eyes to wander onto his parents, the only people he loved.
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