TBTP:H -2100: The Face of Love

Awakening
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"...Where am I?"

A red haired youth laid in the middle of a grassy field. He wore a simple outfit of sand colored pants, and a gray shirt with a golden cross on top of a rose on the back. His eyes were pools of pure sapphire, and his crimson hair made him look somewhat handsome. He appeared to be about 8 or 9. As he stood up, he surveyed his surroundings. He saw nothing, for miles. At this he sighed and thought, Where do I go from here, then? He looked around again, then he saw a small pillar of smoke. He then thought, ''Smoke means fire. Fire means someone started it. Someone there means they must be cooking...FOOD!!'' He raced toward the source of the smoke with all his might. but as he drew near to where the source was, it seemed to get farther and farther away. The youth tried to sprint faster, but to no avail. He stopped, and fell to the ground, panting. He then heard the noise which made him curl into a ball. His own stomach growling. He tried to get up, but he only fell back down again. He slowly drifted into a slumber.

Thank You
Across the grassy plain, there was seemingly nothing in sight. The only thing that was within the area was a caravan. They had no animals to carry the supplies, so there were many people in the group. A great torch was in the center of the caravan. It's blaze was indescribable, flickering in greatness. The men in the caravan were powerfully built; even the women exhibited a sense of power. Though, there was one raven haired girl that drew all the attention. She was about 8 or 9, and even for her age, she was quite attractive to ones of her age. She had light brown eyes that gave a sense of wisdom. Her face was quite angular, and gave her the appearance of a fighter, but also the loveliness of a maiden.