BECOMING THE HUNTRESS

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Abria The freezing breezes were sweeping harshly above the clouds, where this lone mansion stood proudly, in the lap of the highest mountain’s peak. The fir pearl was glowing warmly, floating in the pale sky but the weather of winter neglects the warmth it is spreading to the crust of the earth. The blue sky appeared clear which was unusual, because I have seen the worst in these days. This day is giving some positive vibes in the surrounding environment but deep down in my heart, i know something is about to happen. Good or worst, only time will tell. As I passed the dense woods, getting cuts through my body from the blade sharp leaves of the small shrubs growing in his cold winter. My body was drenched in heavy sweat when I broke it out after a heavy session of training. To become a

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