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Nirka stood on the terries of her chambers, in her family’s castle. The fire in the hearth had long since died down to glowing embers. Nirka pulled her long black lace robe a little closer to her thin frame. Her deep red hair was pulled up into a ponytail. Her skin was a pale white no matter how much sun she got. The night seemed ever blacker tonight, there were no stars to been seen everything was covered with a black cloud of what seemed like death. The market that she could see from her terries was incredibly quiet, what was usually busy at every hour on the weekends was closed. Nirka put her fingers to her temples to try and block out the voices. From an early age Nirka like her mother before her, could hear everyone talking and all their thoughts. Mother had taught her how to block them but tonight was difficult. Father was holding a town meeting in the royal council hall to talk About how the humans were destroying their world and all the people in it. If humans became extinct then her world would also fall, they depend on the human for so many things.