@Lumi, you wrote Demi perfectly! I also think of her like a rock too :)

Also @Everyone, I'm going to be gone over the weekend just so y'all know!  

Demi~

It had been a rough few weeks. Over the course of the first couple of days, we found twenty-one survivors, none of which spoke up about any recollection of what had happened. Jeannie, Iyara, Zander, Macy, Sebastian, Ash, Azi, Caston, (any of the pt 1 characters I'm missing), and I had become the unofficial leaders of everyone. In the village's meeting hall we set up cots and sleeping mats and mattresses and beds for anyone who didn't feel safe sleeping alone, which was almost everybody. Two people were standing guard at any given time, day or night. When I wasn't standing guard, I was constantly helping, checking in, assisting in the preparation of meals, and comforting the children. 

Part of what got me through the hardships of the mission in the Forest was invisioning my father welcoming me back with a big bear hug, celebrating that we saved the children, and seeing everybody again. What's getting me through now? I thought.

I thought about it the rest of the day, and decided that even though it was hard, the hope that someday, somehow, everything would be solved, was what I held on to.

I walked over to the stables to see how Jeannie was doing, and to tell her that dinner was ready. Meals had become a community thing now, many pitched in, and everyone shared the meal. 

A girl, I recognized her as Sky, was helping Jeannie with feeding the horses. 

"Jeannie, Sky, dinner is ready!" I called "Iyara, Zander, Ash, and Caston made a big pot of stew."

"Ok, be there in a bit," Jeannie called back. "We're almost done."

A couple minutes later, the two girls emerged from the stable's doors and the three of us walked together over to the village square.

Once we arrived we got into the line of people waiting for food. When I reached the front Iyara handed me a bowl filled halfway with stew. I thanked her went to sit down with Jeannie. I was about to ask her how her day was when someone cleared their throat.

"Attention please!" Sebastian called. "I have an announcement. We are almost out of food."  

Markina~~

Exhausted, I lean against a brick. So we're almost out of food. I guess I could try to find som corn, using my powers, but I'm just too tired.

I'd fallen asleep in the library searching for any records of people like me, and woken up to find nearly everyone in the village gone. I'd wandered through the streets in search of them, and then ran into this group of people who'd apparently gone on a quest-thing to find some missing children. I wasn't sure if I could trust them--still not--but it's the only place I have to go.

Something took them, said the stone under my foot.

Surprised, I jerk back. Did you see it?

No, said the stone. It was day, but a great darkness fell over the village. We heard many feet and cries of fear. But we could not see anything. We at first thought it was an eclipse. But now we believe it is magic.

Stones always referred to themselves as we. This fact seems irrelevent, however, as I sit back in shock. Darkness. Could there perhaps be someone who could control darkness? Or a worker-of-magic aiding the kidnappers? If one could call them kidnappers when they'd nabbed a whole village.

Gulping, I look up at the group around me. Can I trust them to understand my power? Or will they think I'm a freak?

Don't be stupid, Markina, I tell myself firmly. The whole reason you came here was to find people like you. I stood up and approached one of them, a girl with green eyes and long brown hair. I think she said her name was Demi. 

She's scratching with a stick in the soil, looking distracted as the one called Sebastian continues to suggest our options. I sit down on a brick, wondering if I shall wait till later. But I go up and gently tug on her arm. She looks at me in surprise.

"I--I know a little about where they've gone," I squeak. "Well, I mean, not exactly, but.."

Her eyes grow wide. 

"I can talk to plants and-and stones," I say quietly. No-one else has noticed us talking yet. "And one of them said that everything went dark...like, the sunlight dissapeared, and they heard shouts. And when the sun came back, almost everyone was gone."

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Aspen-

I'm outside now. It's the only place I can usually go to clear my head, but it's hard now, looking down at all the rubble. Where my family once lived. The bakery I was supposed to work at this year. The library.

Everything's gone, and I can't help feeling like it was all somehow my fault.

The last few weeks have been a bit of a blur. I've gathered my things and left my house. I don't get much sleep anymore. I stare off into the forest when I feel like breaking down. I met up with some other survivors, but I didn't stay. I couldn't.

I wish my sister was here. Anastasia had a solution to every problem. She'd probably say I needed to stay with the other people, too. So maybe I don't wish she was here, actually.

I'm interrupted by my thoughts by the sound of children laughing. I don't know how they can laugh at a time like this. I want to cry.

I grab my lantern and slowly walk into the center of the town. When was the last time this was a normal place? The festival? I shiver. Maybe I'll never get out of here. Maybe I'll just die here. And maybe that would be better that whatever comes next.

[That was kind of short, hope it was okay! I'm so excited to be a part of this :D] 

Sorry, but I am dropping out of this RP. I am having way too much troble coming up with ideas. Though, my other RP has started if you want post, you can, but so far, pretty much no one has posted except me and Tsuki the Skywolf.

Am I still allowd to post a charrie sheet? I would really love to join but hope I haven't taken too long. Thank you!