Lithien: A Narrative Fiction

She was young, but old. Young in the eyes of someone old, old in the eyes of someone young. Her golden hair was like the setting sun, full of bright colors. And her eyes held so much spirit that you thought you were looking into the bright blue ocean. Her pointed ears poked out inbetween her hair and when she smiled the sun was brought out from behind the cloud it was hidden from. She walked through the green, lush, forest. Her footsteps soft and silent. She would often go here when the sun set or raised. When the sun’s rays shined through the forest creating a spotlight on the surrounding nature. She did not fear the creatures that lurked around in the shadows or the giant bear that occasionally passes by. A bow was always slung across
His black hair was as dark as night and his eyes a pale blue, but on occasion they would turn a darker color when he was enraged. Being a descendant of the Dark Elf, evil runs through his veins. Avon was in the woods for one reason, and one reason alone. He has loved LaRue more than his own life. He loved her personality and her love of nature. But he worried that her love of adventure and the prince of Lithien would take her away from him. Everyday she would disappear into the forest. Sunrise to sunset. Her father was the most worried about her. She was the youngest of four, even though she didn't know about her two older brothers, who had gone missing before she was born. LaRue’s father did not want LaRue to know many things. He feared that they would put her in harm's way. She hasn't even been out of the kingdom’s borders. Many times she has stood at the border, debating whether or not she should step through them. Every time she turned away. She couldn't bear to think about what her father would think and how many guards he would send after to find her. Her father was very protective of his youngest daughter. She was frail from the beginning and almost didn’t survive when her birthday came. Her mother did not get the easy end. She didn’t even get to see her newborn’s face before she