Life Isn't Always A Fairytale

== Information ==
I have always loved fairy tales and folklore, how everything is explained in a sheer amount of pages. How it captivates you, inspires you, fills your heart with mixed emotions begging for more. Today, I will give you a mystical glimpse of the place where those creatures live and tell their stories. I hope you enjoy! 
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== Chapter 1 ==
My bare feet are scarred, bloodied, cut, scraped and everything in between. My bones-I mean my hands ruffle my tangled mess people call hair. My dress is tattered and torn. What used to be an icy blue is now black. My gossamer wings are drooping and caked in blood. My blue eyes fill with the dark ray of sadness.
I escaped from the Dark Realm, the land of the dark fairies and angels. I truly didn't belong, I was a healer, protector. One day I got kidnapped. I woke up in a forest, with no end it seems like. My heart seeks the mystical realm where I belong. It won't let me find that place. I am scarred, no place to go, just pulled from a dark place.
I finally give up in thirst and starvation, I drag myself under one of the endless amount of willow trees. I pull my knees up to my chest, and try to stay calm. I can't. I have been here weeks trying to find the mystical realm of Now. Now, the place where I can finally be useful is useless to find right now. I am immobile, unstable, I can't even hold a leaf without it flying out of my hands. I ruffle my white hair and look up at the blue sky. "I can't," I say. "I just can't."
My pale feet try to run but end up skidding or sliding or falling. I fall into one of my puddles of blood five times.
Category:Fantasy