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~ 𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑨𝒈𝒐 ~
𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓 ✓
The day was becoming night, but it was still 3pm. Mandeva looked peaceful as everyone went on with their own businesses. One won't have to guess what was behind the unity among them.
That's just because of the love they share.
Mandeva was a small town village located at the middle east of nowhere. It was first said to be a camping area for travellers who were returning from the British country.
Sometimes other whites from other countries such as America, Thailand, Germany and the rest of them would settle there to rest in order to continue their journey the next day.
Most times, it is said to be a fortunate situation whereby this different citizens end up falling in love with themselves. Some will decide to take their love to their hometown to continue a family life.
While those who stayed back, made a home and from there that was how Mandeva was created. History recorded it's founder to be a Britannia merchant and an American psychologist who was on a journey to Australia with her father.
Just as any other traveller would do, they decided to camp for the night and continue their journey the next morning. And that very night they had met each other by accident when she intended to have her bathe by the lake pool.
It came as first sight, the next day she refused to continue her journey with her father. From a small home, to a village.
Despite being ruled and controlled by the Moon Stone Packs, the Mandevains has never showed a sign of fright each time the wolves invaded their village.
Children could be seen playing along the road, father's were busy in their farms and mother's had to stay at home to do some basic things and to watch over their little children.
Life in Mandeva is the sweetest thing you'll ever wanna experience.
Mrs Janet rested her hand on her jaw, staring out at nowhere. She didn't notice her little daughter Illiana sneak into her room. With her tiny little hands, she covered her mother's eyes.
But what makes Illiana think her mother won't find out that it was her? Maybe that's just because she was too little to have that thought through. " Illiana, I know it's you. " Said her mother in between a chuckle.
" How, mom? How do you know that it was I? " She asked in her tiny voice as she climbed unto her mother's laps.
" Your little hands told me. " She replied, pointing at her nose.
" Guess I'll have to find some other way to scare you. " She said annoyed at her defeat.
" It's okay, Ana, you're free to do so. Besides, where are your sisters? "
" They are playing sticks with Kane and Priscilla. "
" Why don't you wanna play with them? " She asked.
" I failed a lot of times, so Danielle asked me to leave the game. "
Mrs Janet smiled, indeed Illiana wasn't good at playing sticks. She was horrible at playing games and the only game she could play perfect was a hide and seek game, which sometimes she end up being the first to be seen.
" Guess I have to teach you how to play games like this. You don't have to be the first candidate to lose a game. "
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It was evening already, most children has vacated into their homes while some still kept playing. Mrs Janet was busy in the kitchen making dinner for the family. Her husband with his friends were still in their farms yard uprooting some harvested potatoes.
Illiana and her elder sisters sat at the hill top of the village staring at everywhere. " I bless the gods for bringing me here. " Genevieve the eldest of the three said, " Mandeva is truly a blessed place of the gods. "
" Look as everyone seems to be happy, there's no government to lecture us on what to do and what not to do. Unlike the cities, were you've got no freedom. " Danielle pointed out.
" How do you know about the cities? " Little Illiana asked.
" Who doesn't know about the cities. Have you forgotten strangers do come here to rest? I always hear them talk about the cities where they live. " Danielle replied.
" Hey, look over there. " Illiana pointed afar off. " Do you see that giant stone over there? " She asked.
" Come on, Ana, who haven't seen the giant stone before. It has been there like, years now. " Genevieve said,
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