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Long ago, there was a youg outcast named Skie. She lived in a small village. She was only 17. Her house was small and cotaind five rooms.

Lately, she heard roumors of an approaching evil. Skie knew that the evil was approaching. She could feel it in her own blood. She wandered around the vilage to evesdrop on people, so she could figure more of the evil.

Wandering around the streets, a youg man came up to her. "Skie," The young man started." It has been a while scence I last saw you. Remember me? We met at the festival last year."

"In a matter of fact, I think I do. Your Zol." Skie said.

"Skie, there's something very important I have to tell you." Zol said quietly. "The evil that's approaching," Zol took a deep breath. "It is after you."

Skie stepped back. "Why me? How do you know all this? Why dose it want..." Zol put a finger on Skie's mouth.

"Im sorry, Skie. I dont want this to happen eather." He took his finger off of Skie's mouth and embraced her. A tear ran down Skie's face.