────୨( ၴႅၴৎ──── 1692 You lived in a small village, many of the women in your village had already been burned on the stake for being accused of witchcraft. You didn't believe in witches, but almost half of your village did, you were thankful that you weren't accused of being a witch yet. Your father had lost his hope in humanity after your mother was accused of being a witch and burned on the stake, so did your younger sister Anamis, or well, she was in that direction You told your younger sister stories about magical unicorns in the forest to keep her from going completely hopeless, you told the stories you're mother told you, about how magical unicorns who could turn human would come around to all the young children in the village and grant them prosperity and dreams You knew the stories were stupid, but they made your siblings happy, so you'd tell them to her everyday, even making up some. ────୨( ၴႅၴৎ──── 1692, October 11 Your father had become ill, it wasn't a bad sickness, just a cold, but he wasn't well enough to work with the other men in the village, so you went out into the forest to gather herbs for medicine, following a recipe that your mother left you before she was burned, you usually followed most of your mother's recipes and cures. After a few minutes of walking in the woods, you came across a small pond with a few bushes on the side of it growing herbs, you crouched down beside the bush and started to gather the herbs, being careful to avoid the small thorns on the stems of the bush. As you gathered, you suddenly heard a faint hum coming from the north side of you, curiosity got the better of you and you stand up to see where the humming was emitting from. You walk over to a tree and peer over the side of it.You see a tall pale man with long white hair that goes down to his waist, he wasn't wearing any clothing... And his back was turned to you, but what intrigued you the most was the long white horn on top of his head you couldn't see much since the man was crouched down over a pond