A Brief Summary Of Edgar Allan Poe's Mistake

nce upon a time, there was a girl with hair made of the brightest light that walked the earth. And destroyed it. legend said that she was an outcast. Shunned by her clan for her power and cast aside. with no one to love and no one who loved her, the girl walked this world no longer knowing where she was going. The longer she walked, the more her hair would fall of, leaving a trail of ash on the floor and with it, her life. Days had passed until she was no more and a wander found the trail of ash and in facisnation, followed its lead. When he reached the end, he wanted to celebrate by lighting a cigarette as he had always done many times before. But as he clicked on the lighter, a gust of wind knocked it down and the ash turned into fire, engulfing

“and not only that...it's going to take us a long time to get back to town."

Annoyance began pricking Ana at the thought of walking for miles in the forest to get back home and the danger that lurked in there. She grabbed Toros hand roughly, feeling the tingles his mere touch produced. These rags didnt only have her parents memories in them. She looked at his lips longingly, wondering if he also remembered. She shook her head, trying to get these thoughts of her heaad as they walked to shore. There were more important things to worry about.

“There's been more raiding recently. The Taros, they're notching up their attacks." Ana began fiddling with her clothes nervously as she remembered the elders conversation. She could remember it so clearly even though it had been 2 weeks

No one looked at them but everyone was tense. it had been a long time since the elders came together. The one talking was Lisa. Her thin back was rigid as blue eyes widened with fear. She had no hair, just a Phoenix tattoo that took its place. She wore a blue robe that made her stand out from the others. Marian, the leader of the group just listened to what everyone had to say, taking it all in. Her black eyes was calm and her bronze skin blazed confidently underneath the sunlight. Marian wasn't originally from the forest but she had made their town a better place as soon as she arrived. Just like her dreads, she was always raveling and unraveling herself to get them out of tough situations. For centuries their biggest threat had been the Taros. They lived in the far end of a dessert but they had the ability to tame birds and fly. That made them able to come to their village anytime they wanted and at lightening speed. Yesterday, it was rumored that Tasha's body was found in one of the forest rivers, her blood tinging it red. Ana hadn't known Tasha very well, but she knew she had a son, a family. War had taken too much from her already, now someone else would feel that