[Witch_Queen]

"Well I'm leaving tomorrow to try to find my actual father. Or atleast the person that killed the man I knew as my father. I had hoped that I would find him so long ago. But I gave up on hope the day he died. The day a part of me died." Cree began feeling sadness again. She had found someone she could talk to and now the next day she was leaving. "I'm never going back to Eryn Lasgalen. Though I miss my home, it wouldn't feel very home like anymore." She turned as she saw what seemed like Hama fighting with someone.

"I wonder what that is all about. Will you excuse me." She walked over to Hama and brought him back to the table. She noticed that the girl who tried to help her seemed in some type of pain. Soon very soon if she doesn't find any medicine she will die. I can see it in her eyes.

There was so much she could tell about someone just by what their eyes say. "Is it troubling that we must live life like it would end the next day." She knew who she had meant it for. Yet deep down inside she knew it was true.

All that is love can be taken away, yet the memories made will seem to stay. She who is dieing will not fade away,f or she is the daughter of many kings. Cree could feel a hand touch her. To her it seemed like some type of trance. She wasn't sure. "She's dieing." Cree knew that she was right. "If only my father was still alive. He would have known what to have done." Her voice was full of meloncholy. Her words seemed so far away.

Her gaze dropped to the floor and she thought another spell was coming on. I have to fight it. "I have many demons to fight. But she has only one and he is mightier than anything." She sent a glance at the girl. "For all that you hold precious you shouldn't give up yet."

Cree knew that she must have been sounding crazy. She figured that a bit of her "father" was coming out of her. She tried to force a smile but it was becoming hard for her to do that anymore.