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Darkness fell across the town once again. The black clouds dropped their
cargo onto the town below. Gale force winds beat against the sides of
buildings. The trees groaning, struggling against the wind, occasionally
one of their branches would snap or their roots were violently pulled from
the earth, causing the tree to topple to the ground. Water rushed down the
hill; on the road the drains were useless. The sky lit up as lightning
flashed. The low rumble of thunder came about 3 seconds later. A tree fell
down onto a car, crushing it. Glass flew out everywhere. The rain grew even
heavier.
The wind picked up speed, bringing leaves and twigs into the air,
against Mary's body. She stood at the hill at the bottom of the track to
Exordia. She starts up the steep hill, every now and again being blown back
by the wind. She thinks back to the turn of the century, only two years
ago.
The sun shone upon the grass, the flowers bloomed, and a gentle
breeze was present. This was Mary's second birthday. She was a singson, a
race of people who only live for fourteen years. She lost her mother at the
age of one and has lived with her father till then. This was a time before
the Marxists came. The destroyed everything. They supposedly used the power
of the Silver Star to create this world Mary lives in now. She sees her
father coming towards her, calling her name. He had a birthday cake with
two candles on. Her sister Mika was singing a song.
Mary reached the top off the hill, exhausted. She knocked on the
doors to the houses but no one would open them, for fear that Hex, the
Marxist leader would come and take them away. She was in luck though; one
person was brave enough to let her in. she stayed there till the storm died
down. Once the storm had died down the stranger spoke to her.
"Who are you and what were you doing in that storm? Everyone knows that
they mustn't go out in that," he said, very angrily.
"Um, my names Mary and I'm trying to find the Silver Star, if it exists,"
Mary replied, very scared.
"Why look for the Silver Star? Stay here with us," he offered.
"I can't," was all that Mary said, in a tone that left no room for
arguments.
Mary was in her room with her dad, she was three years old now and
her father was telling her a story about Silver Wing and the Silver Star.
"Silver Wing is the guarding of the Silver Star, an item that has enough
power to destroy this world. It I said that every so often people see
Silver Wing. Silver Wing is looking for someone to become the guardian of
the Silver Star, someone who is pure of heart. The Silver Star was first
believed to be from space, something like a shooting star that landed here
but scientist now believe that it is a rare jewel from deep within our
planet, and that It chose a phoenix called fire light to be its guardian.
Over time it chose new guardians until it got to the current guardian,
Silver Wing. Silver wing has silky silver feathers. The Silver Star has the
ability to send anyone who touches it mad with greed. It turns them pure
evil." While Mary's father continued to describe Silver Wing Mary started
to daydream, she saw what she hoped the future would be. She saw her and
Silver Wing.
"We must call a village meeting, you must not go and find the Silver
Star alone." So a village meeting was called. "People this singson,
believes she can find the Silver Star alone. I will pick one person to go
with Mary. Mike shall be the one. Mary, Silver Wing and the Silver Star do
exist. I hope you can find it and end this war." The villagers gave us food
and water and a little while later they headed to the hills.