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Post by Amuna on Oct 4, 2015 3:39:21 GMT
This was not the first time that Amuna found herself atop a dune not far from the village she was born in. It was a Sankru settlement, not overly large in size, but filled with enough people to make her wary of coming any closer. She may have been born there but she was an outsider to them, condemned to die as a baby in the harsh sands outside any Sankru home.
They would never accept her back, but she did not want to return. They were not her people. They were not her parents. The only parent she had known was the woman who took care of her despite her malformations. The woman who had loved her and named her. No, the people who lived within this village were no family.
Her fingers tightened on the small blade hooked to her belt and she imagined going into the village. It was not the first time she thought of this and she doubted it would be her last. She would always imagine finding the couple who brought her into this world, slitting their throats, and leaving them helpless in the desert to die.
It would be a fitting end, but as always her fingers loosened and she turned away. Her adoptive mother had stopped her before and now her own desire to live kept her from acting on the rage she carried in her heart. If she tried she would be killed before doing any real damage to any of the Sankru.
One of these days, when she lost hope, she would die and take as many of this village with her. That day was not today, but she had a feeling it would come soon enough. The loneliness and the endless sand were starting to get to her.
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