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Adalheidis
Legacy Name: Adalheidis
The
Harvest NeelaOwner:
IratzeAge: 7 years, 3 days
Born: April 16th, 2017
Adopted: 7 years, 3 days ago
Adopted: April 16th, 2017
Statistics
- Level: 7
- Strength: 19
- Defense: 17
- Speed: 10
- Health: 12
- HP: 12/12
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Adalheidis longed for the mountains. City life was all fine and well, and true, she did have friends in the city, and learning to read and write was a blessing, but there are places in a person's heart that cannot be replaced. For Adalheidis, that was home, and home was in the mountains.
In the mountains the air is cleaner, and more crisp. You can taste the dawn on your tongue just as sweetly as strawberries, and the sunsets are painted reds and golds the whole sky over, not just on the horizon. In the city the air is stale and cold, and the only thing you can taste is the dirt and the grime. Adalheidis's skin had lost the glow, once granted to her by the mountain sun, and her muscles had lost the strength they'd gained walking over hill and over dale.
Someday she knew she'd return there again, where she could breath and live with joy again. Until then she'd hang on, remembering what used to be. It was her last bit of hope, but she would hold onto it with every fiber she had, and in her dreams she would walk among the mountains and listen to their song.
Credits
Story by:Faber
In the mountains the air is cleaner, and more crisp. You can taste the dawn on your tongue just as sweetly as strawberries, and the sunsets are painted reds and golds the whole sky over, not just on the horizon. In the city the air is stale and cold, and the only thing you can taste is the dirt and the grime. Adalheidis's skin had lost the glow, once granted to her by the mountain sun, and her muscles had lost the strength they'd gained walking over hill and over dale.
Someday she knew she'd return there again, where she could breath and live with joy again. Until then she'd hang on, remembering what used to be. It was her last bit of hope, but she would hold onto it with every fiber she had, and in her dreams she would walk among the mountains and listen to their song.
Story by:
Faber