- I woke in a cold sweet. I tried lifting my head but it felt too heavy for my neck to bear the weight. No shapes could I see nor voices could I hear. It was dark and I was far from home. With my throat dry, it would be pointless to speak. It could also be dangerous. But as I struggled to my feet, my head spinning from whatever blow I had suffered, light struck me. I fell back down and winced as warm arms held me in place. “Don’t make any sound or sudden move.” Cool breath brushed against my cheek and my eyes adjusted to the light. The face that stared down at me was young but not scared. It was obvious that she was female and her pale violet hair hung loosely around the delicate features of her face. With the light shining dimly on her face, it was almost impossible to make out the colour of her eyes but I thought they were a shade of grey. “Emily?” I whispered, surprised a little by the fact that my voice did not falter. The other female smiled and I leaned into her. Oh, my dearest sister. How I could always count on her when I needed help the most. My sister glanced up quickly before looking at my broken wing. “We must get out of here,” Emily whispered. She stood up, pulling my up with her. She flexed her wings a few times before walking over the source of light. A little torch she had lit when I was out cold. “Can you fly?” she asked, not paying attention to me. I didn’t respond. It was painful to remember the incident. That snake got lucky when he struck my wing. I felt my torn wing, wincing when my fingers came into contact with the wound. “Melissa,” Emily hissed, walking over to what looked like a wall made of strange material. “Can you fly or not?” I walked over to where she stood. “No,” I mumbled. My sister pushed the wall with a bit of force and it moved slightly. I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on the dark wall. “Let me help you,” I said and we both pushed at the wall. The light flickered faintly for the torch was clenched between Emily’s teeth. The wall opened and I realised it wasn’t a wall, but a door. More light flooded the space surrounding us as the door opened wide enough for us to fit through. It was then that I caught the first glimpse of the bedroom...
- by Azula Mai 101 |
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- | Submitted on 08/25/2009 |
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- Title: Lonely~part 1
- Artist: Azula Mai 101
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Being a fairy, means hard work and duty. This also mean being small which leads to the fear of humans. Huge non-magical giants that could squash this small race in the blink of a eye. But when Melissa awakes in a strange place and findsher dearest sister with her, things begin to change...
just a small start to see if anyone likes it so comment if you have any ideas on how to improve or if you just wanna read part 2 (: - Date: 08/25/2009
- Tags: lonely part chapter fairy human
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