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In the small hut hidden in the edged mountains, a woman laid on her back on the small cot. Wavy chestnut hair framed her peach rounded face. Hazel eyes stared up at the wooden ceiling as thoughts flooded her mind. The twenty one year old have been up for about an hour now, just laying there. She couldn't sleep. Too many emotions and thoughts were coiling around inside of her. Fear, excitement, anxiety; they were the main emotions that she could identify. She was going to leave this morning along with her brother and angel. She never really been too far from her little hut up in the mountains. Not really knowing what the world was like. She had ideas but never really took part in it. Hell, she didn't even meet many people. It was actually rare to see people passing by. She never really had a lot of friends. The only ones she did considered friends were Caiden, Sky, and Cloud. And not to mention that psychotic girl that have been popping up now and again.
A low sigh escaped between the tan firm heart shaped lips. Sitting up, she glanced over at where her brother lay before getting up and walking out as quietly as she can. She didn't want to wake up both of them up. Stepping out into the quiet dawn, the scent of dew traveled up her nostrils. The moon was low in the sky, getting ready to allow the morning sun to rise. The young woman crossed her arms across her breast as she walked over to an edge. The sleeves of her hunter green dress covered her hands. Her brown leather shoes kicked the pebbles that laid on the rocky ground. She was indeed the missing princess of Nishol. Faith gazed up at the sky at the fading stars. She was nervous about going off into the world. Danger was waiting for her and her brother. She knew she was strong but not as strong as Sky or Caiden. Though she definitely wasn't going to let anyone stop her from taking back what is hers. But...
A small hoot broke her from her thoughts. The white owl perched itself on the princess' lean shoulder. "Hey, Cloud." she cooed as the owl nuzzled her face. Faith stroked the soft white feathers with her soft slender hands. "I don't know how this journey's going turn out... But I'm going to try my best."