A marvelous creature sat upon the forest floor, cradling her fragile baby. Though a smile was across the mother's smooth, pale face, a single tear; like crystal acid, leaked from her silver eyes. Her bright clear wings drooped low and began to fade. After brushing her cold blue lips against the child’s face, she placed it in a fine cloth under the giant oak, the king of trees. Struggling to stand, she allowed one more tear to fall then walked away, leaving the child in the protection of the forest.

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Though she always new the true reason of her looks she would always ask questions. Unlike the other's of her kind; holding bright wings, any colour of bright hair, any colour of bright eyes, and a pale face, the young women had hideous, shredded black wings, a dark tanned face, dark blue eyes that burned a fiery red, and on top of that she felt very dark. Her hair was as black as night.

The reason for this...
She was razed by the goddess of night, the creature took on the form of a jaguar, so gradually so did she. She had a few friends, but all within the line of the gods and goddess' kids, of owls, horses, fish, practically every creature of the 'Enchanted Forest', all except the fairies. This did not work well for there was a particular someone she felt feelings for, but as often as she could allow it, she pushed those feelings aside.

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Though not her name, she always preferred to be called:

'Grim, why don't you suck it up and come into the water?' Her friends splashed at her and grim scowled at her perky mood.

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nice!!

here's my bio:

Name: Aliora Leomorn
Age: 16
Race: Fairy
Appearance: Long dark hair, the front tied back from her face, dark eyes, pale skin tall and slender build. Tends to wear pale blue off the shoulder top and a see through silky skirt with embroidery on the hem. Wings like a peacocks tail.
Personality: She is wary of strangers and finds it hard to be in the company of too many people, though when she becomes a friend she will be there for you through thick and thin just like her twin. Enjoys reading, writing and adventures.
History: Was born and raised with her twin sister Alimorel, the twins both soon learnt to fly and use their wings appropriately and started to cause havoc in the city.
As they grew older they were given their powers and started to be curious about the outside world.
From the age off 14 they left their home land in search of adventure.
Animals: A white unicorn named Serenity
Powers: She has strong Telepath and Empathic powers, she has a signing voice so beautiful that a mortal man will fall under a spell off everlasting sleep, she can also turn invisible at will.


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Aliora sat on top of a lilly pad watching Grim carfully, she held a drawing that she had been painting, and she was using Grim as her model, she studied carfully every beautiful detail of her and made sure it was right on the picture.

((Sorry it's not much didn't know what to put))

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OOC: No worries about it.

IC:

Grim watched her friend watch her, not clueing in until she saw the notepad. 'What are you doing?' Though pretty sure of what, she asked the question anyway.

OOC:Writers block for now, really tired... sorry... and oh, welcome!

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((lol know how it feels))

Aliora realised that Grim knew what she was doing, she hastilly stuffed the notpad away but she wasn't quick enough, Grin had fluttered over behind her and snatched the pad out of her hands and started to study the drawing that was only half done.
"I...i was bored" Aliora murmered

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Though to herself she had to admit, the drawing was spectacular! Her friend truly had a gift. Yet, she scowled anyway. 'Why do you draw me, you'll have better luck with the fairies.' A cold shutter ran through her spine as she mentioned the name. There was a part of her that longed to become one of them, the outsider part. As her attention was released from the book, Aliora snatched the pad and looked to where Grim's gaze rested. She bit her lip, glancing from Grim to the new arrivals. Aliora new only to well what would come if they lingered. In the past and until this very day, the fairies would mess with her head; bully her, for the chosen word. And Grim, well let's just say she could be very vicious if necessary.

Grim glared at Aliora, for her friend noticed only too well the look she showed when he came into view. Though it seemed very impossible for her, Grim felt something for this fairy.

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Aliora took her pad bacvk and looked in the diarection her friend was looking in.
"Grim, come before a scene starts up please" she said taking her friends hand and standing up.

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Though the desire to confront them arose, she owed her friend at least this much. Sighing softly she turned to leave, but before she new it she was hit in the head with something. Her anger arose, and black flames engulfed her wings. Seeing her friends eagerness, grim cooled down but did not move. Not yet...

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Aliora watched as they threw a stone at Grin hitting her hard on the back of the head.
"Don't rise to them, it's what they want you to do" she whispered "Come on" she opened her wings and hovered in the air waiting patiently for Grim, when pain shot through her as another stone flew through the air, this time hitting Aliora, she cried out and fell onto the ground in a crumpled heap, she felt Grim's anger flow over her, she sat up quickly
"Grim no" she cried

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'I will do nothing, Aliroa, but if they give me one more reason to face them, then I shall.' Seeming her flaming wings did not die, Grim allowed herself to hold off a little bit longer. One more stone and they would enter the threshold of the rath of her.

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Name: Chantel Heartwitch
Age: 16
Race: Fairy
Appearance: She has long dark curly hair wich is usally in a messy bun. She also has a flower crown she likes to put on. shes more of the earthy fairy so she wears confortabul dresses that are ussaulay green
Personality: She's kind, helpful and loving though she doesnt like too be around too many people once you want to be her friend you have to proove to her your trustworthy.
History: She grew up not knowing her real parents. she wasnt the indoor type fary she been on adventeres for as long as she can remember but she need to find her real parents.
Animals: She has a Unicorn named Yarrow
Powers: She is a protector of the lonely and a caster of love spells she has the power to freeze time and move objects with her mind (shes also known as a trouble maker to adults)

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Nice, so you can write whatever now...

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*nods in agreance*
Yes whatever you want!!!

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Name: Elizazeth Skygazer
Age: 15
Race: Fairy
Appearance:
Personality: Elizazeth has a mysterious personality. Nobody can figure her out, because she usually keeps to herself
History: Born a royal, but rebellious to her life, she ran away at age 13. She stays in the forest, and keeps to herself. A few people have met her, but she always introduces herself as Zeth. She is known as the Darkshroud Fairy, or the Duskcaster because of her powers
Powers: She controls the element of shadow, and is also a spiropath (spirit senser/cntroller))
Animals-Winged Black unicorn named Shadowed Dusk

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ok I'm soooo excited that everyone is joinin' but I need people to start writing.....

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A dark figure rode her unicorn mare through the dark parts of the forest. Her dark eyes peircing through the darkness, she looked around. This young fairy was searching for a place to stay. She stopped her searching as she noticed it was getting lighter. Stopping the uncorn, she dismounted, and started walking.

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Name: Aife.
Age: Ageless.
Race: Fae. ( Faerie. )
Appearance: Raven Hair, Midnight Eyes, Milky White Skin, Long Spidery Fingers, Green-Black Veins running around eyes and arms. Scar running down back. Large Translucent Wings. No mortal can guess it's color and it is hard for a Fae to keep eyes on one shade.
Clothing: A black skirt that is short in the front and trails in the back. Ruffled. Wears a gauze black shirt that has bell sleeves. Purple Corset. Barefoot.
Bio: Aife is the child of a Dark and Light Fae. The Result is herself. She scorned her Light kinsmen and took to the Dark Fae. She wanders the wood and is known as " The Dark Lady. " or " Shadow Woman", by both Human Travelers and Fae alike. She helps the human who stray too far into Fae land, or the Faery who doesn't belong. Has been said to control one of the Endless: Time.
Personality: Quiet, until provoked. Has a temper that none can match. Compassionate, yet cold.
( It may seem like I'm playing on a sterotype, but you have to understand. I'm ALWAYS the Dark One. -_-. Since there are a lot of Dark Peeps here, I twisted my character a bit. Enjoy! )
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" John! John, man! Where are you?! "
The Merchant let out a yell and continued to trip down the beaten path that should never have been tred.
" Will? Will, friend! What's gotten into you?"
Fellow Merchant John, jogged over to his panicked friend and layed a heavy hand on his shoulder.
" Will, where did you go? What's the matter? I think we are in the wrong wayside....The Wood goes forever, our Dog we sent ahead has not returned.
William Jacoby looked at his friend through panicked eyes.
" No. It won't ever return! She'll eat him for her supper! Those eyes! Those eyes John! And her voice, like a song...A beautiful song..Then slowly it turned serpentine..I fell under her grasp. She warned me. We will not be shown mercy if we stay..I will not face that Seducer again! Lady of Shadows! "


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Leaves crunching underfoot, Aife walked slowly, repeating the man's words over in her head. She fed on them, slowly sucking the life out of them..Drawing her energy from the Modern Language...The strange taste it left on her tongue. Like turpentine on your lips. A wind from the north blew, raven hair flying every which way.
Aife slowly opened her lips and a melody tumbled from her mouth. Stumbling , until the notes joined together to create a sound. A beautiful sound.
" The fairy beam upon you, catch you where you lay, Run Child Run, the Sun's far from comin up, and your mummy's no where near. "