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WISE FACT- He who seeks the path of self betterment will often find nails in his way.
BIRTH -
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She was never meant to happen, no one ever thought it was possible, and somehow yet she did manage to happen.Maybe becuase of the fact that her parents had been a tid bit crazy she was actually premitted to be born dispite how much the community felt she would be nothing but trouble. For dispite that she was a creature born of the love her existance would be nothing but an amnormality. But in turth what is eally normal about werewolves, vampires, and those of that sort.
The fact that her parents alone were an abnormal pair, a wolf and a leach, only made gossip flare. For a duke of eternal night and a daughter of the earth and light weren't in thought a suitable pair. But in turth the two were an honorable pair. Though a child of two such different in race did not make sense that she should so belong in someplace.
Yet live she did in such a place, born with fangs, the thrist, and immuneity to light she lived in a place were at times she would hunt the night. The gift of her mothers blood in her veins paid her no bother untill she reached a certain age. Most thought her vampire untill that day.....
THE TURNING -
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The day of the turning had started off as all the other ones, her father was sleeping, and she and her mother were eating. For dispite her nature she could eat other things, blood wasn't the only thing she ever disired. A cup or glass of juice in the sun always on a good day refreshed her with joy. Then dding bacon and eggs always halped add a good mix.
As was stated in later this day of all days had started the same. Her mother sat across from her eating away and at times stiring a cup of coffee that sat off to the side. the birds outside were singing away. The smell of fresh spring was thick in the air, when a stranger came knocking and bore the gayity of the mood away from the day.
Today was the day of her 15th brithday. The day in her mothers eyes whem she would grow into a teenager and into the show. This was the day when she would enter the town and start playing the game of monkeying around. The time when life finding would come her way and the seeds of adventure and self finding would start blossoming and flowering away.
Though to be honest what should have happened did happen, just not in the way anyone had planed. Yet even that isn't true for the stranger who knocked and walked in must have had in some way had that in his mind. This young man with a glint in his golden eyes wore a top hat and looked very wise. Sinkissed blonde bangs covered one eye and the lips which moved as he spoke looked kissable fine. The sound of his rythmic voice hung in the air making the heads of the ladies spin.
The top hat he toke off his fine head and whistleing a catchy tune began to spin. The tune that came from him rouse and fell produceing a melody quite like a harp. As the tune speed up the soft rythm turned ominous. His hat he spun faster and faster like a top as he moved to approach her, he spoke. The clamness of his voice froze he in her place as she stood before him and muttered,"Grace."
Staying where she sat her mother watched as the guy and her daughter stared at each other. As she watched the spining of the hat stopped and it dropped to the ground where it stayed in its place, as the young fellow leaned close to her daughter and gave her a kiss. The kiss may have been chaste but it was still on the lips and lasted more than a few seconds before it was done. After it finished the fellow stepped back and ignoreing his hat stepped out the door.
As the door closed her daughter did shake, shiver all over she slumped to the floor, where her skin wavered and began to change. To her utter shock her daughter was begining to sift. The wavering flesh began to sprut fur, her bones to lengthen and pop as they formed in new ways. The screams of her suffering echo'd around the place.
In minutes it was over and there on the floor surrounded by clear liquid lay a a wolf with white fur. Its eyes were shut but she knew it was awake. Getting up from her chair she nelt by the her daughter and gently proded her on the place were the shoulder would be. As she nelt there she wishpered and rocked her daughter who then fell asleep to awake back to normal in her bed a couple hours later.
JOURNEY-
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That night she sat alone in her room as her mother and father sat below going over the events of the day and discusing what to do in hushed voices that she could never the less hear. Admist all their talking and her mothers starteled gasp a plan was hatched. A call from her father sent her away. She could only come back in a hundred years and a day. Knowing this she packed and kissed her mother goodbye. Nodding once at her father she set of for far away.
During the days that came and went from that day on she marched and swam through many a place searching for adventure and something to do. She traveled in good weather. She traveled in bad. At times along her way when the weather got to bad though she would stop and make camp under the closest thing for shelter in her reach. Often in the case of strong rains she'd walked or camp under the tallest tree with the most leaf covering in order to stay as dry as possible. Somethimes during her journeying admist her underlying boredom she would feel that this lonely adventure would never change.
The sights as she moved on from place to place seem to become a mixed blur as the scenery around her would morph from dense woods, to grasslands, beachs then eventually to woods again. Having not seen a sight of human or any species close to it in such a long while the day when she came across a path had indeed drove her wild. The path which se saw that lied out ahead of her was made of rich dirt and was obvious not natrual. Picking up the snail pace she had been travel for over half a day she raced to the path to study what lay there.
She could remember even now squating down in the middle of the path and exameing a book which lied on the ground, all around it where discarded stuff, weapons and such as though at one time a battle had been fought and after it was done no one had toke back their stuff. She had found it quite odd that people would just leave their stuff there so in assuming it belonged to no one she picked up a sword that was sticking in the ground and slipped it through her belt. If a battle had been fought were see was a weapon other than teeth may have came handy for in the long run. Standing up she headed south down the path for in the distance she could swear shecould she a large shape.
When the path lead to a bluiding in which she found nothing really instresting there acept for a map that she could not read she set out up the path to find out as much as she could care to know about this place she had entered into without knowing it. She followed the path and made an enemy which turned out to be her friend. Over time she meet more people and slowly tried to learn. At times her immatureity would catch up with her and make people mad by doing things that just wasn't allowed.
Some of her friends became boyfriends which she had for a while, the frist of which had been great if only if he wasn't gone for long whiles on missions to learn about the elements and all other things. The second had been wildly fun at frist though after being this one she would feel guilty sense at the time she hadn't yet broken up with the frist. But in time the truth came out and she ended the frist and then the second for being a jerk. But as things do go when one is bored the second and her got together again and things felt good for a while though boredom soon kicked in for her but was shut out, for she had ended the frist but now wasn't felling like being the jerk who ended things just because they weren't going their way. Besides if she amitted it she still liked him and only disliked how boring he was seeming and how predictable he was begining to be. In the end though the second broke their relationship off saying the reason was because she just wasn't involved in the world. This was fine with the girl she was now set free to do as she wished. Yet for some reason this end felt different than the frist endbetween he who came frist, less emotional, it felt like the second had just changed the weather from sunny to a little overcast and that was all.
CURRENTLY -
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Of late I can often be find not on much at this time. A mixture of boredom, annoyance, and rl being a samll tad bit more intresting has lead to that. Or maybe I'm just becoming even more lazy here; either way I am not logging much time, sorry for anyone that that annoys. Though feel free to pm as much as you want, I'll respond, and if enough of the people who I consider friends want me to hang out, then I will. If you want to hang out with me somewhere here please send me something envolveing a time ,place, and date on which we can chill. Btw I have Eastern Standard time; i think so any way.
P.S.
For all who have made it down here, she is not 15 years old, time has passed since the begining of her journey and on the 21st of March it will be her 17th brithday.
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CAKE, FIRENDS, PRESENTS!!!
GIVE ME CAKE!!
PLEASE
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