The young boy sat on the edge of the cliff as the water bellow glittered with orange and colds as the sun sank beneath the horizon, his light blue hair was wet from the waves that crashed against the rock.A tear slowly started to trickle down his cheek as he sighs. His father had gone to war in the far away land of Madira in the south
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