Crescent Fall

The history lesson droned on, the familiar tale of Crescent Fall’s division feeling more like a children’s story than fact. Beside you, Liv, Hannah, and Cleo echoed your thoughts, their whispers a shared frustration with the simplistic narrative.

“Is it just me or the history of crescent fall sounds like a children fairytale story,” Liv mused, her voice a light lilt.

“That’s because everything sounds childish to you Liv,” Hannah retorted, a hint of exasperation in her tone.

“No liv is right, everytime I read the history it doesn’t make any sense like something is missing a really big loophole,” Cleo added, furrowing her brow in concentration over the worn textbook.

You nodded in agreement, a familiar unease settling in your stomach. Something about the official history felt… incomplete.

“I doubt that, maybe they just wrote it like for us kids to understand our history,” Mari chimed in, trying to dismiss the feeling.

Cleo scoffed, “kids, were teenagers for crying out loud, there is no way in hell that we keep reading the same text since kindergarten, is like there trying to force us to believe it, if it’s true tell me why there isn’t an alternative text similar to this one, why is it the same grammar they use”

The bell for the end of class hadn't rung yet, leaving you all in a state of restless speculation.