CHAPTER:4

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It was dark and chilly in the attic of the old orphanage.The wind swirled through the gaps of the old boxes,making a creepy whistling sound.No sound was heard, as the young girl made her way to oe of the dark corners of the attic.She pulled down a rusty ladder ad climbed up to the most secluded part of the messy area.it was a question as to whether the others know that it even existed.the ladder led to a set of rungs which she climbed effortlessly ,into the colder air air of the hidden library.She carefully lighted the fireplace,seeing as not to harm any of the dust ridden books.She made her way to the soft cushion where she laid down and picked up a book.

No one was ever there anymore.it was her hideout.A place where she can out of the cruel world and into the world of fiction.The old texts were actually once popular books which were collected later and were shoved into the attic and is locked and banned for anyone to visit. Anyone apart from Esmeralda that is.Esmeralda was smart girl ,who had the ability to answer any question as long there was a book on it.She was so intelligent that she sometimes was even able to scare her teachers and friends with her knowledge.She and her best and only friend seana ,were often found reading and spending time alone.She delved into the world of fantasy so much that she even spent most of her time imagining herself into the characters.She always wondered about the earth a few centuries ago and what she would have doe if she was there then.She wanted to do something to turn the present earth younger.Some sort of magic or anything to help and heal the beauty that is mother earth.She always hoped.Hoped that love and magic still prevailed.Hoped that there is something other than humans.Hoped to explore. Hoped to have that one day that a hero is born.Little did she know that,THAT day is soon to come and the way is already prepared.The fate was written and time was still.

All waiting for the day that the gods come back help the earth back to her little blue feet,healthy and strong.Waiting for the day that was written in the stars hidden above the clouds and reflected by sea.The grass,the trees,the sea,the sand,the mud,the time and the sky ,,waiting and waiting for that special day when the mother awakes from her deepest slumber riding her illness far and far away.