There stood a Elven man- blond and with blue hues looking down at a teenage elf. "What is the most important aspect of one's self?" A young elfess looked up at the elder Sun elf father. and said "Family"
The Memory shifted further beyond, a cell, a bird cage. Though it may not have been true, Ember remembered the Cold grasp of the sand she sat on, then she returned to reality, loosening her hold on her young sister whom seemingly felt the same way- cold, in different, every part of her different. That warmth was not the same one. "She said she loves me- she seems fine big sis."
"You don't know her like I do. I know all of you- and shes a shit liar. . .she did not even pick me up."
Ember remembered this, it echoed in her head, as she awoke from her own sleep.
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A hot morning dusk broke through the encampments of the land that is soon to be Aluria, as she arose she walked to the edge, the sun rose and she was able to face it. There she remembered "I forgive you."