The Shadow of the Vale: Entry 1

Growing up, my sisters wanted childish things from you for Christmas. Like Barbie’s Dream House and Easy Bake Ovens. I, being ever more practical, wanted more sophisticated toys. Toys with substance, like Risk and Army Men, just like the ones the boys across the street received every year.

I knew from a very early age that you were disappointed with my wish list. I wrote you letter after letter. I appealed with reason, tried to argue logically and even played on your empathy.

Never got so much as a reindeer dropping in reply.

I’ve loved this city ever since I escaped my family. It speaks to me. It wants to be organized, controlled. I’ve put many years of blood, sweat and tears into it.

And now…

…I’ve received the best early Christmas present ever.

This city crumbles around me and I hear its cry for a leader.

A hero.

A messiah.

It’s time to reclaim my city.

Thank you Santa.

I’ve been a very good girl this year.

All my love,

Emily Vale