Amethyst P.O.V
We were all born on this earth for a reason. We were all given the lives we have for a reason whether it is good or bad. God would always be there to protect us. His lordship, our king of this wonderful land, would always be there to protect us, we were taught. We all looked up to our king, but as I glanced up at the magnificent dark stoned castle through my families small cottage house window, I began to wonder what the reason for us being here was. It seemed as if we were nothing. Nothing but forced to work, forced to watch as others around us died of disease and watch every morning as the sun would make its way into the big, beautiful sky above us, where our Lord and savior was supposed to be. Where I truly wished to be. My mother and father,...