Hazyiness clouds her eyes as she sways, dizzy from sleep. The back of her hand gently rubs the drowsiness from her eyes. They gleam like bright blue headlights, peircing the dim feeling that hangs in the air. Her soft brown curls frame her face like a lovers caress, jiggling slightly as she stretches.

Twigs and pieces of grass are lightly dusted off her white dress, slightly wrinkled from sleep. She rises gracefully on almost unsure feet and spreads out her tan arms, reaching for the sky. Letting her fingers curl gently around the white clouds, just out of reach. Her arms flop down to her sides as she sighs and begins walking through the unnaturally lush green grass.

He watches her do all these things curiously then backs away from the line of trees. A dimly wondering about this nameless child wandering around the fae, seeminlgy unfazed by their horrors. Maybe she hadn't even witnessed the horrors yet, wandering through the knight training ground.

Things were about to change dramatically.

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Texte: I swear I will knife you so hard if you copy this!! MAKR MY WORDS!!
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 30.09.2011

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To 3-5 period for providing the "free" time to write it. X3