"Oh yes...I thought I seen som--never mind, I should really go now...um, goodbye!" Esmeralda said and ran off into the forest. She<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>seen somebody, but he left...into a mist. It made her more curious. She just couldn't help it, ever since she was little. That is what helped kill her mother. Esmeralda suddenly had a flashback.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Esmeralda, don't leave the village." Mum told me. We lived in a little village hidden from people, people who didn't accept us. I didn't understand, why didn't they accept us? I shook my head and watched mum go into the kitchen. I didn't know any better and curiosity got the better of me so I ran outside. Dodging people who were walking in our crowded village of Blood elves, I hid behind the shack closest to the outside of the village. Then, mum came out and saw me. I could never hide well from her eyes. I panicked and ran out of the village. "Esmeralda! Come back!" she ran after me. I didn't listen, I just kept running and running until I saw a little house on the side of a village. There was a man outside, and he saw us. My hair was cut short and my hair was flying in the wind, pointed ears showing. Unfortunately, he had good eye-sight and he yelled something I didn't understand, since elves spoke their own language. Men from the village almost right away ran outside and saw us. My mum had seen the men and ran back, before they saw her. She was too terrified to save her own child, the only one she had before father died. The men yelled at me and they had weapons. Suddenly, I realized they really didn't accept us. I ran, back to my village, but they followed. My mum had told the others about the people, predicting that they would come and attack. The once busy village had been emptied, all the elves into their shacks and small houses. I hid behind a house. Since the men were behind me, but far away a bit they didn't see me, as I was fast runner. Suddenly, they started attacking, a fire started on houses. My village had blood elves that held no abilities, except for me. My father had fire abilities, he was a traveler. Not afraid of anything. But he was long gone. I then realized, my mother would be killed, and I couldn't do anything. I realized this after I sneaked into the well, filled with water. It was lucky I fit in there and that I could swim. I knew that I was powerless against these men with weapons, so I watched with tears running down my face that showed horror as they burned all the houses. I watched as they waited until all the houses burnt. Then they left. My hand wrapped around the Sapphire necklace my mother had given me an hour before she told me not to leave the village. I slowly climbed out of the well, which they didn't burn, as it didn't seem to hold any life; they were wrong of course. I walked to the ashes that once was my house. My body felt numb and was as stiff as lead. I searched the ashes for any sign that my mother was here. Then, I found it. My mothers gold ring. Anger coursed through me. They killed my mother. Killed her! I was so angry...yet I felt calm. I picked up the ring and looked at it sadly and angrily, before throwing it into the well. I didn't want any reminders of what happened. I finally understood why she didn't want me to leave...Curiosity didn't kill the cat...it killed my mother. Satisfactory will never bring her back though.</span><br/><br/>Esmeralda didn't realize she was crying until she realized that her nose was stuffy. She collapsed on the floor and shook her head. That one thought about being curious brought back flashbacks of something that happened when she was only six...now she was more than four thousand and she still didn't let it go! When she was a bit more than one hundred she realized she should have kept the ring, but it was gone. In a well...in her destroyed village. The only reason why she knew many other languages, (including Troll, where all you had to do was to point and grunt XD) was because she decided to be brave and go out into the world of humans. Her hair had grown and was always covering her ears, for the fear that somebody would see them and attack. She traveled to everywhere...<br/><br/>She had heard that there was a circus one night, but she didn't go. As she was busy. She didn't even think that anybody would be like her, she didn't believe it so. She knew that vampires existed but that was only because vampires had once attacked her around two thousand years. She obviously survived.<br/>~~<br/><span style="color: #40FF00">Adrian had a little place to live, it was near a dried out well he never bothered to look in. He had built a house big enough to fit about three to four people. He had found this place one stormy night, when he was young. About a month after the the attack on the village that was once there. It was after his mother kicked him out, after calling him a freak. He didn't care. He lived here forever, even when his love died. Ashes were still blowing around the place but soon disappeared. He suspected that there once was a fire (Smart boy he is XD). Adrian was still confused about the girl in a way. It's not like he believed elves were real. But she had pointed ears! From all the books he read, elves had pointed ears. He shook his head and went into his small house, to sleep. He hardly touched the bed when he collapsed into a deep sleep. </span><br/><br/>(This made me feel a bit sad, with my imagination creating the way her mother died...)