[gremlin]

( blah, I don't think that it's good D8 )

Judith was about to speak but she hesitated as Rhyldrin began to run off in the opposite direction. She wouldn't chase him, she had to return back to her home. Though she was incredibly curious as to where he was going. She wondered where his home was, but maybe it was better not to know that. She turned and began to walk towards her home, as she approached the gates she was very cautious. She was too young to be out alone and she would get in more trouble if someone were to see her returning from the forest. She slipped by the guards, using her height and frame as an advantage. She joined the others in celebration at the festival.

After the festival Judith returned to her home. When she saw her brother's wounds she asked him what had happened. A Dark Elf, that's what happened. He attacked my friends and I, he snarled with anger. She kept quiet, her stomach began to hurt. She wondered if Rhyldrin had done this. She wondered if her brother was telling the truth. Probably not, she thought to herself.

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Months passed and Judith continued to return to the forest. At first she didn't see Rhyldrin and wondered where he had gone to. She thought that maybe he had not enjoyed speaking to her, maybe he wanted nothing to do with her. Then one day as she was collecting herbs she heard an abrupt noise that frightened her. When she looked up Rhyldrin was there starring at her almost curiously. After that he was in the forest every other day. It became Winter and they still met. Spring blossomed, then Summer followed after. When it became Fall, tension between the Dark and Light Elves had become stronger. Fearing for Judith's life, her parents would not allow her to leave their home.

A year passed and she had not seen Rhyldrin. Then two years. By the third she had nearly forgotten about him. Only remembering bits of their conversations from the past. Years continued to past as she was held prisoner in her own land. Before Judith's twentieth birthday a war broke out between the Dark and Light Elves. An important figure had been murdered brutally. When his servants had found him they immediately blamed the Dark Elves. Everyone believed them. Judith watched as her friends and family, her fellow Light Elves, became savages. Then she was forced to go to war. The elders knew of her talent in archery. She took her bow and her arrows and left for war.

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Delicate fingers pulled back the arrow, preparing for it to take the life of another. She was still not use to the smell of blood or the feeling that overcame her before she ended another's life. She closed her eyes as she let go then opened them when she heard a loud thud. Judith stood from where she was crouched, she cautiously approached the body. She stood over the Dark Elf making sure that he was no longer breathing. "I'm sorry," she whispered to herself. She leaned down and closed his eyes with her fingers. She brought her hand to her face to brush away the tears, even after three years of being in the war could not change how she felt about taking a life.

She crept away from the body and back to where she had been silently. She had been hiding amongst trees and bushes, she was in a forest. Judith sat down, her body was sore from lack of sleep. Her eyes felt heavy and her head was pounding. She allowed her body to fall backwards against the cool ground. Her eyes closed, attempting to rest.