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Headlines "Daniel from Merrida" by alienigenosidad My mother used to always tell me that everything was going to be fine. Sometimes, even with no prior context given. She would look at me, as I dropped my head and stared at my bare feet, feeling unsure of myself, grab me by my chin and say, “it’s going to be fine”. I never really understood what she meant until now.
I’m from Merrida, Meridell. I was born on the North of Meridell, far away from the Darigan Citadel but yet not too far to say I’m a Brightvale citizen: so you can tell our location favoured our village (my family and all the villages) during the wars. I think it is something I should be thankful for. Sometimes I am, but some other times I feel it might have made no difference at all.
These suburbs have always been as quiet as they can get, and as calmly as you can feel the winds. surrounded by forests and rivers in which you can enjoy a lovely twilight evening in.
Huge trees lined the road, telling a different story each season: fresh green buds bursting open to reveal delicate blossoms that eventually fell to give rule to the warm earthy leaves that crumbled and shattered when stepped on and eventually left the tree as bare as a skeleton. The long pathway had small trails marked by the old wooden carriages from the civilians that would happen upon Merrida, but now they were used only to discover new berries and fauna species. I think we never thought of making Merrida any bigger. My favourite part of the day has always been when the sun would set around six-ish, and the sky would turn into a sweet tangerine color canvas, contrasting the leaves of the tallest trees. A marvellous moment, in which you wouldn’t want to blink - not even once. You could see Ukalis and Wibreths hang on to the branches of the trees and say goodbye to the last glimpse of the sun.
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Daniel from Merrida I’m from Merrida, Meridell. I was born on the North of Meridell, far away from the Darigan Citadel but yet not too far to say I’m a Brightvale citizen: so you can tell our location favoured our village (my family and all the villages) during the wars. I think it is something I should be thankful for.Also by grimlane
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