My life has always been so dull. Snow has been something I have seen all my life. Wearing fur, and never feeling the sunlight. I was doing the same routine every day of my chores.  

 People have told me my entire life that our people were banished to this place known as home because we did not belong. My father and mother were the leaders. My brother Jacob and my sister Everdeen are social.  Me being the one that would keep to myself.  So people in my home saw me as different and odd.  

Many places like where we live to exist. We supply metal and create weaponry that is sent to the kingdom of Merakor. Merakor being the largest kingdom of all the land. The “heart” of all the land. 

( This is a section from the 1st chapter of my newest project. Writing fantasy is in my blood, and I want to continue on writing. This book is in the editing process, and is being edited!)