Akane

"There she was. She just showed up one day. I had never seen a woman like this before. She came in like a gust of wind, without any warning. Many of us in the village were a bit apprehensive about her. I mean anyone would be when someone comes to your home holding a scythe. A pale, thin woman with a scythe; anybody would have confused her for Death herself. Many of us were on edge and were already reaching for our weapons. She walked over to some of our children who were playing with some sticks and drawing in the dirt. She knelt down next to them, and by this time, half of us drew our weapons. I'm not sure if anyone else heard but I could have sworn I heard her whisper to the children, 'Creating is such a beautiful thing, isn't it?' Then suddenly, one of the elders yelled out to us, 'How dare you raise your weapons to our guest? Is this how we treat our guests?' One of us argued, 'She is an outsider with a weapon. She could cause harm to the village.' The elder responded, 'If she wanted to, she would have slaughtered us all. Leave her be.' We lowered our weapons, but still had them clasped tightly in our hands. The elder continued, 'She is a friend from a time long ago. From a time before you were born. I'm fully aware of what she is and isn't capable of.' I, like many of the other villagers, were confused by this statement. It was at this point where her story with our village began...I would like to say that but perhaps it would be more fitting to say that our story with her began..."

- Events Told Through the Eyes of a Villager