There lived a village boy, whose life was set on a path of an herbalist.
"Janel!" Yelled by her haughty sister, as she carries a basket full of herbs.
"it's almost passed noon! we should go back"
"Alright, Aubrey!" He responded.
He lived a life, that's neither poor nor is rich7.
But his life was no less than a baron, given their status–it was already a great satisfaction for them.
They lead a virtuous and peacefull life that they call, but war was still firing between the Archean kingdon and Elven Clan.
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The small human kingdom, betrayed the princess of the elven clan. Rumours travelled, it goes by the Rumours of.
"Count Aerbros committed adultery and framed the princess"
It ignited the war, and became never ending as many important figures dies and grudge from each country deepened. There's no way back but to end the way by spilling more blood.
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As he walks closeky ti his house, the aroma of their dinner emerged pass from their door.
They sat down without cleaning themselves, and clinking their plate with wooden spood, as their mother carries the pot with hot soup.
She placed it carefully and paced bread on the side. "I am very sorry dear.. there's no meat for now" she said as she brushed the his dirty face.
"It's alright!" They both responded and proceeded their dinner. They enjoyed their time happily, with just everything the could have.
It was a Happy and joyous life, but no happiness last. Everyone have a tragic side of their life and his, is only starting now...