*Sunset on a Hatchetfield summer day... The sky was filled with swirling clouds of color. And the air, at least in the down town area near the apartments, filled with music. An almost haunting violin melody rang in the air. Mari sat on a bench just outside her home's building. She was playing a tune fitting of dungeon in a dark fantasy world, low and beautiful. She liked to practice in public, since the reactions were a good way to tell how good she was playing. She played every day there was a warm dusk like this.*















