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Casuna
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A figure could be seen standing next to a tree this figure had no definite shape the only thing that could be figured out from the shadow was that it had long hair that was blowing in the wind and that this shadow danced and change as the sun came up. Sara leaned against the tree watching the sunrise she had been up for over an hour already just to watch the sunrise it was a tradition that she had started when her younger brother was born but he had to help out there father know so it was just her. Saras hand rested against her gun that was holstered at her hip she had never had to use her gun and prayed that she never would but just in case her father had taught her how to fire it. She never carried it around until recently when her father John told her to he had been on edge lately worried about a man named Dutch coming and trying to rip his family apart. She repeated that one word in her mind over and over again "his" it wasn't our, or us it was his family and it was a family that she wished she could leave.
Sara had never had a good relationship with her mother they had been fire and ice ever since she was little they saw things differently and had different opinions about the world her mother thought that the world was full of evil Sara thought the opposite yes there where evil things in the world but there where greater things than just evil in the world. Sara sighed and turned away from the sunrise she started to walk back towards the cabin where they lived but as she got closer to the home she started to walk slower dreading what was going to happen the moment she stepped foot into that house.
Sara had never had a good relationship with her mother they had been fire and ice ever since she was little they saw things differently and had different opinions about the world her mother thought that the world was full of evil Sara thought the opposite yes there where evil things in the world but there where greater things than just evil in the world. Sara sighed and turned away from the sunrise she started to walk back towards the cabin where they lived but as she got closer to the home she started to walk slower dreading what was going to happen the moment she stepped foot into that house.