- Messages
- 581
- Wand
- Black Walnut/ Maple Wand 12 3/4 Essence of Silver Thistle
- Age
- 5/2018
A slight breeze ruffled through Nephrolepis' hair as she sat a safe few meters away from the cliff edge, hugging her knees tightly to her chest and letting her golden curls cover her face. Everything was fine. Lovely. In fact, she didn't think things could get much better. She had a good friend now, though she didn't invite her to the cliffs. This was her special place, where nobody could find her unless they'd read her journal - which she hid under her mattress and only wrote in at night. With a feeling that something good was going to happen to her, she slipped off her shoes and wiggled her toes in the soft grass. Plucking a few daisies, she made a very small daisy chain which could only fit the wrist of a very young child or a part goblin. She smiled, feeling lazy as the gentle sun shone down on her. She hadn't felt this good for a while.
Little did Nephy know, the feeling wasn't going to last. In fact, instead of something good happening to her, she was going to get rather a nasty shock. It didn't occur to her that anything could go wrong when she was in such a happy mood. Usually, when everything felt brighter, it stayed that way for at least a week. It was the first day of her feeling like she could walk on the clouds, and she thought that nothing could break her. Unfortunately, Nephy had not yet experienced the nastier side of the world. The cruel, heartless side - Or more precisely, the cruel, heartless people.
Little did Nephy know, the feeling wasn't going to last. In fact, instead of something good happening to her, she was going to get rather a nasty shock. It didn't occur to her that anything could go wrong when she was in such a happy mood. Usually, when everything felt brighter, it stayed that way for at least a week. It was the first day of her feeling like she could walk on the clouds, and she thought that nothing could break her. Unfortunately, Nephy had not yet experienced the nastier side of the world. The cruel, heartless side - Or more precisely, the cruel, heartless people.