I AM IDRIS
The Valley of Sleeping Willow is a quiet, beautiful and magical place to be. The villagers are mostly farmers and hunters. Typically, it is a small knit community with strange beliefs originating from the past. Beliefs of witchery, sorcery and strange beasts.
In such a society, there's always a sacrificial lamb to be blamed for all the misfortune of the villagers. Unfortunately for Idris, she was the lamb. Why? Because her hair was a striking midnight black with golden tips that seemed to glow in the dark and grey cold eyes that the villagers swore were like those of a serpent. She was different compared to the villagers with normal dark brown hair and blue eyes. Thus her life was made a living hell.
Are the beliefs of the villagers just legends or is there some truth to it?
This is the story of Idris.