Thud, thud, thud.
The carriage shook and rattled, its wooden frame groaning under the weight of the storm. Inside, three children played, their laughter cutting through the roar of wind and rain.
Rock, paper, scissors—shoot.
I won again!
Said the young girl.
She was petite—almost childlike; even though she was in her early teen years—13 years of age to be exact.
Allana you're always so lucky..
You give me too much credit, tighten up will you Eric?
Eric is a young red head—often mistaken to be a girl because of his androgynous figure.
Ahhhhh!
When will this storm pass already!??
I'm already cold and now I'm wet too!?
Tighten your mouth Christopher, just be grateful that you have transportation and shelter.
But Allana..
Zip it!
Christopher is a young obese child—often picked on for his weight.
So when we get to the Capital what do you want to do first? said Christopher.
Of course meet our teacher—she's the one who will take care of us, she'll practically be our mother said Allana.
I hope she'll be cool said Eric.
I hope she'll be kind and not too judgemental said Christopher.
So when will we get there?
Said Eric with an excited tone.
The driver responds:
Funny you should ask; we're almost there. And look the storm's loosening up.
The carriage marches forward to a beautiful valley, with luscious green nature.
Woah.. so pretty! the children said in unison with awe in their voice.
Welcome to the Land Where Morning Never Dies.
It is often called that because it has not one, but two suns.
This is will be our new home! Are you ready guys?! said Allana.
Eric nods—yeah!
Yeah! I'm ready! said Christopher.
Well then let's do it!
End of pt 1.