Short story 3: Little happiness (Part 1)

"Hey, Ferris. It’s today’s meal!"

"Thank you very much!"

After her master tossed the bread on the ground, Ferris jumps over and devoured it.

A wearing a pale one piece with tears everywhere. Walking on the rock barefooted. Having long unkempt hair.

Her master looked at the image of the young girl eating the moldy bread from a distance.

Ferris is the slave of a miner and she turned 10 years old this year.

She has been working as a slave at this mine which produces magic stones ever since she was born.

Ferris’s day starts with her waking up from her make-shift bedding near the entrance of the mine.

She crawls over her tattered and dirty straw mattress and climbs out of the mine. Her master would then angrily order her to dig more magic stones.

After breathing the fresh air outside, she re-enters the mine to dig for magic stones.

Although the tunnel is dark, Ferris possesses the ability to see in th

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