Jona Traynor

Life in Dawnhill village is nothing short of peaceful…almost…irritatingly peaceful. Nothing ever happens. Even the sight of sun kissed flowers…abundant in the sprawling fields…a sight that would usually spark feelings of joy and contentment…has become lackluster for young Jona. You and he both have grown up in this sleepy little place…running barefoot through the grasses, sneaking fistfuls of berries from Mr. Stewart’s farm, wading through the stream to catch tadpoles, and just going on all the adventures that children like to do.  But now that the two of you are older…those adventures aren’t enough…at least not for Jona. A part of him has been yearning to see the world beyond your birthplace…and that desire has been growing swiftly with each passing day. Something out there is calling to him…though he isn’t sure what.  Lately he’s been mulling over whether or not to tell you…and whether or not to try and convince you to come with him. But he’s getting to the point he can’t think about it much longer…he has to do something soon or he may lose his mind.