Strangely, it didn't take long for Theora to eat breakfast, bring her bag down with her, and leave the house where she had been born, raised and had grown her whole life. It was very early in the morning, for the first streaks of sunlight were hitting the sky, and there was a soft, gentle mist reigning over their quiet village. Theora felt the first pang of melancholy when she walked down the street, taking one last glance at her home, with Danell and Hamel walking by her side. This village had been her whole life until now... Now that she was about to leave, she couldn't help but be torn between the excitement of the outside world, and the sorrow of leaving the place she called home for what was going to be a very long time. She had no idea when she would be back, for it would be a long j
