I honestly don't care if no one reads this :P but I would love it if someone would make me a decent book cover.

Faith watched the train pull up, she had watched girls and women of all ages dart to the nearest hiding place with varying success. She even saw some in plain view, which were inevitably knocked out and thrust into the empty compartment that had just deposited a small amount of food and 11 year old girls that had been removed from the nursery. They stood in a pack next to the very bench Faith was sitting on. Faith had always waited for the girls to come, after the train left she would tell them the basics of life here and bring them to an elder to teach them magic. The rich people in the royal resting place didn't know that the villagers had magic but if they did they would burn them at stakes like their ancestors did centuries ago. You needed an elder to teach you the ropes before you turned 13 or else all chances of learning were hopeless having that spark of curiosity jump starts powers.

The inspectors were finally satisfied with the small group of roughly 13 females that they had laying in the train compartment unconscious and set off back to the Royal Resting Place. Faith waited for the smoke from the train which still lingered in the air at least 30 seconds after it left to disappear before she pressed her wrist again to become visible. The young girls jumped and clung onto each other in fear and hesitated when Faith presented them with a small bag. The bags included many items they needed to survive their first couple weeks such as a knife, food bar, feminine products etc. The village managed to salvage materials to give the newcomers every year to welcome them. "I'm Faith," Faith said while they looked suspiciously at the water bottles, "And I will be introducing you to your new home until you get kidnapped by the royals and forced to work to you death." The young girls were startled by her bluntness but seemed to understand. All of them wore an apron and a plaid dress made of the nylon,  provided by the capital. Most of the girls had their hair in braids tied at the end with a colorful ribbon. There were about 6 of them all under 5' . "Come with me," Faith said briskly turning. She led them to the a graffitied wall. They seemed disturbed by such gruesome living conditions having lived in the capital provided safe house their whole life. The scum covered walls and collapsing building were ghastly compared to the white washed walls of the capitals skyscrapers.  Faith laid her hand on the weathered bricks and murmured something in a foreign sounding language. The wall melted away each brick reducing to nothing slowly in such a beautiful way.  The fancy entrance was nothing compared to the candlelit coziness of the small cottage with an old woman smiling warmly waiting inside. Faith had to guide the previous Nursery citizens into the room where the all 6 of them squeezed together on a cramped velvet loveseat still looking overwhelmed and panicked.  Faith pitied the children knowing only 3 of them would be chosen to be witches while the rest would try their best to survive but usually didn't make it past 17 before they were taken back to the Company to leave this Earth where they had arrived.

Faith stood in the doorway for a second wishing them all a safe and happy future before backing away and watching the wall form again.  She was however brought from her trance when she felt something jump on her back she freaked out for a second then realized what it was. She grabbed at the air and pressed down on something that wasn't visible in her peripheral view and a tanned girl tumbled onto the ground and looked up grinning at Faith. "Hey."

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