A Book of Hope(Dragonfist1986 & I)

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    Long ago there was a kingdom named Ivanguard, known to everyone in the land as the safe haven for all that wanted a new life. It was a prosperous land covered in grassy fields, large bodies of water, and slowly growing towns to accommodate new arrivals. The people were ruled by a just and kind king which reflected on the people, making the place almost a paradise to live in.
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    Through the years different kings have come and gone, every one of them slowly tearing the beautiful land apart through wars, lack of interest in the people, and greed. Now, three hundred years have passed and Ivanguard has become a kingdom covered in evil, hopeless people. Not even the happiest child could muster up enough hope that might cheer up their life. It would take two special youths to find the true hope and save their beloved kingdom once again. This is where our story begins…
     
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  2. May opened her eyes when she heard the familiar crowing sound and creeking doors. Pulling herself up and turning to set her feet on the ground, May glanced around the small one roomed cabin she called home. A small wooden stool and table, a fire pit set up to be a stove, clay dishes set in an old basin, and the old bed she sat on, all squished in a 10ft by 11ft wooden room. It was anything special, but she rarely used the little house for anything other than sleeping so it was perfect. Bringing herself to her feet May took a few steps and peeked out her front door to check for sounds other than her various farm animals. A few days ago a group of bandits had caught her off guard and stolen most of her food and saved water along with her blankets and any money she had.

    Exhaling a sigh of relief, May exited the building and crossed the dirt path to the little chicken coop to check for eggs. "Two eggs from five hens? Is this the way you treat me after all I've done for you?" She muttered at the dumb animals. Of course, it wasn't their fault they didn't produce many eggs. After all, four of the chickens were so old it would shock most people they still laid eggs! Making the journey back inside, May struggled to create a fire in her stove-pit before finally getting her eggs cooking in a homemade cracked clay pan. Sitting back on her stool, May heard the sound of horses, no, just one horse, nearing her little farm. "Now what is it?" She demanded, jumping up and peering through the window to see a figure on a horse nearing her front gate.
     
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