(that will reveal itself later)
Aya walked into her former home. Or what was left of it. Everything was covered in ash. She removed her cloak and set it down and looked around. All those years that she had been gone made her a more stronger person. She wasnt that immature, implusive little girl anymore.
An old man appeared behind her. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"Aya recognized him though she could place who he was. "I am just looking for a place to stay." She knew he didnt recognize her at all. "What happened to the owner?" "She was a rebelious one, a fellow judge of the court. THen she turned to the dark side and died.""Oh...Im sorry to hear that." Aya did die that day. The old aya was gone forever.
(btw this is what she looks like now

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