The forest of Nern lay in silence. It was a large hollow silence created from the absence of noise. If there were birds they would have sung a Wonderful medley that would have filled the air and danced through the trees, or at least added something to the echoing quiet. If there had been any wind it would have whispered through the trees leaving its impression on the leaves and the branches allowing them to rustle and groan. If there were people ... Well there were no people there were non of these things,therefore with no other option the silence lingered and grew . A young girl approached the Forrest with caution. She moved with a grace that no dancer could hope to match. Her hair was red. red as a flame, it danced flickering as a candle does almost emitting a light . In contrast to this her eyes were a green so deep no light could escape them, they were almost black. they were eyes that come from knowing many things, things that no girl as young in appearance as her could possibly know. Aware of her purpose she entered the Forrest dragging her oversized sword behind her like a great anchor.