The once lively village was turned to dust within a few short years.
Thousands had died and those who hadn't quickly left the cursed village in terror.

Sicuro rebuilt the village once the curse had passed, slowly families began re gathering and the village was populated once again.
One such family were lucky enough to have survived the plague and returned once it was deemed safe. They had been in hiding for years waiting for the dreaded curse to pass and now they were eager to return to their home.
Their daughter Sofia however was not so thrilled, she was a wise strong girl and knew returning to the cursed village would lead to disaster. At fifteen years old she had witnessed first hand countless friends and neighbours dying and did not want to return.
Sofia's warnings were of course ignored and the family moved back into their home.

Sicuro still lived in the village was thrilled to have someone close to his own age for company.
Sofia was a stubborn girl and refused to leave the house.
Sicuro watched Sofia with interest, she was not like the other villagers, she was strong, wise and beautiful.
When Sofia did eventually leave the house she knew what she had to do. She walked solemnly to the graveyard and sat on her knees. In her hand she held a single white Lillie.
She placed the flower on the grave of Helena, she knew what her village had done was unforgivable.
" I like lilies" came a voice from behind her.
Sofia turned with shock to see a handsome young boy who stood directly behind her.
" Me too" she replied.
The boy sat on his knees next to Sofia and for a few minutes they just sat in silence studying each other.
" My name is Sicuro by the way"
" I'm Sofia
Sicuro watched the beautiful creature before him, her dark hair fluttering in the breeze.
Sofia in return watched Sicuro, his eyes were heavy. His hair was short and luxurious Sofia desperately wanted to run her fingers through his hair.
She soon had second thoughts about leaving the village...