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Rose's Lament

Here is something new I'm working on. This is all I have so far and I'm trying to see where I want to take it. I'm exploring a lot more magical creatures and this one has faeries in it! By the way, faeries are the evil ones who steal children and fairies are the good ones like tinkerbell.
(Title is based off a song I was listening too and not the actual title yet)

I can see how happy you are but I just feel so... sad.

The girl in the pastel blue dress sat on a swing set alone on this friday night, not unlike many other friday nights. She swung so slowly her feet barely graze the wood chips beneath her. Her long brown hair hung in braided pigtails over the front of her dress.

“You look cute tonight,” A boy said as he walked up and sat in the swing next to her. She glanced up through her eyelashes in acknowledgement. “So what's going on in faerie world tonight?” He looked at her from his seat.

“Shhh,” The girl said harshly pointing at the flowers at the edge of the forest. There dancing among the flowers were small lights. Any ordinary person would dismiss them as simple fireflies but a true observer would not that fireflies flew much higher than these small dancing lights.

Amongst the flowers little creatures flitted along petals and leaves doing faerie things not noticing the human observers except one. This small garden faerie saw the human girl often. She always wore a blue dress and her hair in braids. However she was always to afraid to go up and talk to the human girl. Even when the human girl sat alone on the swings observing the faeries, this little pink garden faerie refused to make her presence known.

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