Blackwood Memories...

[Nilla]

Fadien lay against Sy’wyn shoulder as he carried her through the charred remains of their village. The tiny elven child yawned sleepily as she looked about, her eyes blurry from just waking.

"e: Brother, where go?"

"e: Rest Fadien…you will see when we get there."

_She remembered a soft kiss planted on her forehead before she dozed off clutching to a hand made doll her mother had made for her when she was just an infant. Her last memory of their village was of Sy’wyn carrying her through it, Alvar and Amendal following behind him, the smell of smoke thick in the air. She remembered later waking, hearing her brothers arguing; what they were saying she could not remember. Actually looking back at it, she does not think he ever knew what they were saying. She knew it was not good from the tones of their voices, but she was just a child, a tiny elven baby then.

Although her mind was cloudy she could remember bits and pieces of that fateful day. How it had all started she did not know. What she did know was she could still hear her mother’s screams and see her covered in flames. She remembered running towards her mother, Alvar grabbing the tiny child, him but a young lad himself. Tackling her, throwing her to the ground he laid over her as fire shot from Amendal’s fingers overhead, their house collapsing in flames around them. She screamed and screamed until her voice went hoarse and she passed out. She had no clue how long she was out, or what happened afterwards. But when she did wake she saw Alvar lying beside her in a small tent, his finger to his lips signaling her to stay silent. Outside the tent she could hear raised voices, and one name shouted over and over, Amendal.

For hours her and Alvar lay in the tent, listening, waiting. She could not help but giggle softly looking at Alvar’s hair. It seemed it had been singed and now lay on his head like two big curled goat horns. She smiled at her brother and dozed off, screaming in the background as she spent her last night in their village._

//All Blackwoods feel free to post your characters memories here. I would love to get a huge story thread going since LowerDenizen has laid the framework of their background. //