A hatchling of love.

North of the Seringale city lies the beloved mountain tops. Two small blue eggs lay within the nest, slightly twitching. Peck, Peck. Small breaks in the eggs revealed two very different hatched avians, one of beauty and grand health and the other a pile of hair and bones. Cooing soon erupted from the healthy one, followed by worms for nutrition. Not just any worms, the healthy one was to be fed the fresh worms, while the pile of bones avian was fed the regurgitated remains of the last of dawns picking. The two became known as Ethie and Ulsa, brother and sister bird. Weeks passed as Ethie took flight from the nest, leaving behind poor Ulsa to fend for herself with no parents left to tend to the home of straw and twigs. With what strength she received of the left over worms, she built the courage to take flight. Plump! Straight from the nest she fell, a torn wing still barely attached. Surely her wings had the time to mature, but that was not the case. She picked herself up and walked down the mountainside in search of others of her kind. There were none to be found, except for bleeding vultures devouring left over corpses. She scurried on down the mountainside and into the plains where she came across the nearest town. Loud noises, the plucking of instruments, the faint sounds of footsteps all filled the city. It was too much for her, too much for such a young age. She carried on west into another city. She came into what is known as Valour, city of angels. She was taken into the arms of a young Knight who had sworn protection over all entering the well- known city. She was fed more than enough, more than mother ever allowed her, more than brother Ethie had ever been allowed, and afterall it was fresh, no leftovers. She became a beloved friend of the Knights, a beloved citizen of all of Valour. She knew in her mind she was like them, A knight of Valour. She soon faced a startling truth, even those of the Light untouched by the grace of Valour would not keep her at ease and at safety against their wrath. She held her head high, in search of another truth. She remembered that first town, the town known as Seringale.