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She opened her eyes,

Light pouring into them.

She is lying down,

On a straw mat.

A straw mat,

And she realized.

Straw mats

Belonged to

The poor.

She was of royal blood;

She did not belong here.

She did not belong anywhere.

Even with

The nice people

Around her,

She,

She, of royal blood,

Did not belong.

She would never belong.

She, Sienna of Untitled.

She, who had never stepped

Out of the palace.

She, Sienna of Untitled.

~X~

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Hi?

Why is this story so dark!? I’m used to writing crack!

NOOOOO!!!!!

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ANYWAYS…

I’m new here and I like writing. I’ve written on FanFiction and I like writing. Original works especially. This story is basically about a girl and the friends she makes while she works her way to the center of the city Untitled, where she lives. She was abandoned on a hunt in the forest surrounding the circular city and this is basically a story of friendship, in poem format.

The girl, Sienna of Untitled, is named after my friend Sienna. I think she does have royal blood because she just seems perfect. She’s really pretty and nice and stuff, and that’s what this character is like.

Wow.
This author’s note is longer than the chapter itself. So I’ll just shut up now…