Okay, so this is just an idea on a story. please give some critique!
I awoke to the sun coming in the small window of the hut. I rolled over and saw my twin sister, Asana, sitting by the piles of clothing. "Why are you up so early?" I asked. "Just wanted to get a head start on these dresses." "Mother will be coming to pick up the veils for Elaine later. She'll have some more jobs for us." She sighed. "Why do we live out here? We're not so different." In treetop village, we were the outcasts, the strange ones. We honestly weren't so different. In our village, there are two classes, thick bones and thin bones. The thick bones are our fighters, the warriors. The thin bones did jobs like making weapons and pottery. Sometimes they made jewelry. But then, every few years, their was a 'mistake'. Someone who wasn't either of the types, a medium. Not the kind that can tell the future, just people with thicker bones than the thin ones, or thinner bones than the thick ones. Because of this, two princesses are living in exile, miles out of town. We were made into slaves with little food and no company besides ourselves. Once a week, the queen, our mother, comes to see us and gives us supplies and jobs. Last week, we had to make veils for our little sister Elaine, who is a thin-bone. We've met her once, one the day of her birth. Once father saw her, he waved at his guards who grabbed us and threw us out of the village.
This is just the intro, hope you liked it...
