CHAPTER 1
It just had to be night for the rest of my life, didn't it? Stuck down here in the earthy darkness, my only light source an oil lamp. Everyone had there own in my family. Each of them unique in their own way. My oil lamp was painted gold with streaks of blazing red melted into it. Engraved on it's sides were small dancing suns, if the did really look like that. I doubt it dances though. Sometimes I wish I could escape from this darkness and see the world above me. Of course that will never happen since I am literally stuck down here, my whole family is.
My mother's was actually in the shape of a grand ball gown. The metal lilac skirts always seemed to be flowing no matter how cold and stiff it felt. My father's oil lamp is darkness itself when not lit.It is an ordinary black oil lamp that looks mighty spooky when lit.
My little sister, Mandy is still too young to handle a lamp of her own so instead she carries around glowing plants of all kinds in a jar.
I felt a light tap on my shoulder as I read an old book that has been passed down through generations, I believe. I turned to see my mother, holding up her oil lamp down to see what I was doing. She raised an eyebrow, amused, when she saw that I was holding the book I have read millions of times.
"Dani, make yourself useful and find us some dinner," asked my mother almost too sweetly.
Something is wrong,I thought, but being like myself I did not think about it enough. I closed my book, picked up my oil lamp and made my way to the Herb Hall.
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