[Flashback] the only hope in a dark past present and future

[Apola]

TimeStamp Day 23 Summer 476 AV
Red hair dances around an ivory face in the breeze. "they're here, they're here!" she calls and rushes into her house. The girl's mother sits in the attached forge blowing glass and looks up.
"the traders are here Mother." the girl cries.
"Alright then, Apola, go get some of my mugs and ornaments. And stop yelling you know I'm getting weaker."
The girl named Apola nods and hurries into the house gathering different glass objects. She places the glass on a cloth of goat hide and then runs outside to greet the traders.
The leader of the group jumps from his donkey, the only animal that can climb the steep slopes of Wind Reach, and smiles at Apola. "Hello, Apola. Hows our little flame?"
Apola laughs. They had called her that ever since she could remember. "I'm already 15."
"and already too grown up." the man replied.