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Memory: Elemental Guardians

Summary:

Jenny is a girl looking for his parents; a party is organized for a traditional celebration, on the night of the festival her friend Amelie gets angry and throws ice from her hands, and runs scared; they try to follow her but a cold wind prevents it. The next morning the police are investigating, but her friends also want to help and they follow the trail.

Notes:

  • A translation of Memory by PrincesaMarie57
  • A translation of Memory by PrincesaMarie57

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Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

Proluge

Two... Two people, two groups, two animals, two spirits, two minds, two personalities, two that are as different as they are the same, in a single world; a single sky, space and perspective.

One thing cannot work without another, they codepended and support each other, they collide with each other, each one in their world... 

Now...

They collide again...

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A girl with light blue hair in a blue dress sees in front of another girl with red hair in a dark yellow dress, the two take out some gems, some lights surround their bodies, raise their arms, some rays of lights come out and collide with each other.

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A girl with dark brown hair, light skin and green eyes is walking to the bus stop with a small suitcase in her left hand.

He sits at the stop waiting for the bus, feels a drop of water on his cheek, puts on his raincoat cap.

He stands under a tree, sees the gold necklace in the shape of a heart on her neck, remembers what happened just a moment.

Some children said goodbye to the young girl while a woman was next to her—And remember if someone wants to do something bad to you, you defend yourself, as I taught you.—The lady said—Yes, Abigail. The girl said. The lady gives her a strong hug, the girl reciprocates the hug—Take care. —She says with a smile to the young girl.

The girl sees her necklace remembering the farewell to her mother and siblings from the orphanage.

A while later the bus arrives, the girl gets on and the bus starts.


After hours of travel the girl got off the bus, reached a county, the sky was no longer cloudy, the sun's rays were coming out, the girl remembers a dark sky, full of smoke and dust, she wondered if that was a dream or a memory.

—Well, I'll have to find a place to stay. — The girl said. She was walking around for a while until she helped a brown-haired girl of similar age to slip into a pool of water—Thank you. —The girl thanked—What's your name? —The girl asks —Jenny.

~💛🤍❤️💚💜💙~

 

22/09/2021

Notes:

Official Translation of Memory history by its servant.
My story translated into English for for english readers and Anglo-Saxon readers.
*If there is someone posing as the official account or is posting MY story pretending to be yours, feel free to tell me.

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