GretyRenae

Prologue           I was only four years of age when my race, and my life on my world, was destroyed. I would’ve been as well if it hadn’t been for the protectors of my world. I watched from the shadows were I hid as the protectors came from the rainbow, they shone like gems in their golden armor. My blue-white eyes watched as the protectors killed all who had killed my people, leaving me as the last elf.     “Search for survivors,” a voice boomed through the air.     This was my chance to be found, lest I end up alone on my now desolate world. I channeled my fear and confusion into a loud scream. I kept it up unti