Snippet #1751855

Alena walked around the town square, making sure no obnoxious guards were around. She had become infamous in a way to them. They had even punished her about four times because of some things she would rather not think about. She rubbed he side self conciously and went into the bakery. The first words she heard uttered were,
"Did you hear? King Damian revoked the law of speaking about magic!" said one man buying a loaf of bread. The other man he was talking about that looked rather beaten down said,
"There's no point talking about it anyways. Bearers don't exist and fairytales don't need to be discussed."
That infuriated Alena and she walked right up to the two, feeling her side where her "reminders" were. They were probably glowing right now.
"Bearers do to exist. Why else would they have banned the talk of them?" She heard the clunking of boots and cursed. The stupid drunk guard was back.
"Talking about bearers and magic again now are we?" He said, taking a step toward her. She could see his whip holstered in his belt, and he was just itching to use it. She stood her ground though and shot back at him,
"You can't punish me for it. King Damian revoked that rule."
The man scoffed acting like he could care less. Taking a step towards her she knew what he was going to do and tried to run but he grabbed her and brought her to the middle of the square, legs flailing. She couldn't take another whipping. Her first had not yet healed and she didn't need whip scars along with letter brands on her side. She gave one kick back and got a grunt along with loosened arms. She broke free and ran, but felt a whip wrap around one of her arms and held back a cry of pain. He pulled back and left a ring around her wrist. Just as he was about to strike again anther guard ran to the drunk and took away the whip. She was relieved. When they both left without even the slightest apology she thought about wiping her arm on her shirt to get rid of some of the blood but instead looked at her brands under the shirt. A, T, and R. All right next to each other and bulging reminders of her mistakes. Alena suddenly felt like just walking back home when somebody yelled,
"A fade!" she looked where the person yelled and saw a huge slash appear in the middle of the square. She saw something start to emerge and did what she could to protect herself without giving away what she had been hiding all these years, she ran. The one part she despised about running was that her small little home was in the very corner of Solia, right next to Lunia. She heard screams behind her but didn't stop until she was clear out of her home and entered another town. She could run a long time so she didn't even look or feel winded at the moment, but held back a face of disgust as she processed she was now officially in Lunia.