Her name was D’Mique, short for Diamoniqua. She grew up in a small, walled village in the middle of a dark forest. She knew she’d never stay there and she knew that the only one who would ever stop her from fulfilling her dreams was herself. Her mother had once left to study medicine with the elves and even though she’d returned — alone and pregnant with D’Mique — she had always been happy to remain in the village. D’Mique? Well, that wasn’t for her. She wanted to join the military and see the world — NO! Save the world! … Well, sometimes dreams do come true.
