**Chapter 1: My life. Sucks.**  
	I sat on the edge of a cliff, cool air whisking the heat away from my skin and a hawk circling overhead.  
While observing the approaching fleet in the distance I quietly curse the fates–*fuck,* why did i have to be on watch duty today?  
I grab the pair of binoculars that my father had given me before he’d set off on some “journey”, it has now been five years and he still hasn’t even sent a letter.  
I look through the binoculars, and quickly turn the dial *a lot. I* HATE focussing binoculars.  
But for now I shove that annoyance to the back of my mind as I let out a small, Not at all dignified, squeak.  
I check again–fucked doesn’t convey how much trouble we’re in.  
	I jump to my feet–the binoculars forgotten on the ground as I run harder than I thought possible for the village.  
	My legs scream in pain as I make for the half-mile trek across the hilly terrain, but my responce stays the same, *shut the fuck up, I have more important things to worry about*.  
	A guard tries to wave me down “What are you doing–” but doesn’t have time to finish as I barrel past him–straight for the town center.