The Australian Yarn- 1000-2500

I woke up feeling light, like I was floating on a cloud. My charcoal hair whirled around my face; I was
in a tunnel. The colours that swirled around me reminded me of lorikeets flying around me. The
colours captivated me until I saw the bright light at the end of the tunnel. It was an unimaginable
light that constantly shone brightly. I was mesmerised and in complete awe of this luminous end. I
drifted closer almost touching the iridescence light. Immediately, I started to gravitate towards the
ground below, steadily but surely, I touched the ground. The soft grass tickles my feet, sending
shivers up my spine. I giggled as I saw a small bunny hop towards me and soon after magical
creatures gathered. The types you see in fairy tales, the sprites wore mushrooms as hats and flowers
as clothes.

A sudden cough disoriented me, “Pixie, finally you’re here, the queen has been waiting for over two
hours”.

I laughed, “Well, she can wait a bit more, I’ll be there in a few minutes”.

I looked at the old man, that constantly had the expression of exhaustion painted onto his wrinkled
face. He well kept his thin and almost nonexistence red hair completed with a defined chevron
moustache.

“That’s what you said last time, and this time she’ll have my head”, The man murmured worriedly.

“Fine Benjamin” I sighed as I walked away from the overgrown temple.

Benjamin clapped his hands, and the sprites started their work clothing me in more royal attire. The
royal colour of Renfirque, Symbolism of the murder that constantly follow our nation. The gown was
encrusted with gold flakes and embroidery that complimented the bloody red dress. I cried out as
the sprites tightened the bodice; my organs squished in the process.

“Remember Pixie, Smile and wave, no funny business whatsoever”, He commanded.

“Yes, yes, yes, Benjamin I understand how important this is to mother” I pronounced shedding tears
as we walk through the palace gardens.

“Don’t give me that attitude, you said that if I let you visit that awful temple you wouldn’t. This isn’t
the worst thing that could happen to you. Going off to boarding school isn’t that horrible” He stated
clasping my hand reassuring me.

“Yes, sorry” I wiped my tears and look down at the white pebbled ground.

“Princess Pixieaenn of Renfirque , remember I am always here for whenever you need me” He smiled
sadly. I cringed hearing my first name.

We continued into the palace, walking around the wretched place for the last time was a relief.
Tapestry clung to the walls, painting the place like an overgrown garden, filled with red and blue
flowers. My footsteps resonated around the echoing room. I stopped at the doors that haunted me
constantly. The gold designs of roses complemented the singular red rose on the side of the door.
Benjamin walked past me over to the singular red rose and pressed the secret button in the flower.
The doors gold designs lit up like glow sticks opening to show a darkness. Never ending with a dark
presence that loomed over the room. Only a light at the bottom was noticeable, the screams of her
victim’s everlasting. I clicked my fingers causing each torch in the room to light up with blue fire.
Knowing I had to face the evil alone, I walked straight into the darkness. I turned to see Benjamin
closing the door, he face filled with worry. I sighed knowing only I could face the terrorising anger of
the witch, I made my descent down to the torture chamber. Each step I took, the screams grew
louder. Each scream made my stomach churn in disgust. Once I reached the bottom of the grimy
steps, I looked through the crack of the door. It was not my first time seeing my mother brutally
torture one of the village folks just to devore their heart. She held a butcher knife to the poor soul’s
throat. Leaning him over the torture table so the blood would drip into the bucket. He whimpered
and pleaded for her to spare him. His aura radiated fear, she was the predator, and he was the prey. I
looked away not wanting to see the mans blood spill onto the marbled floor.

Once I heard the hollowing screams end, I knew she had killed her prey.

“Darling, why don’t you join me instead of standing out there”, She calmly said why wiping the blood
from her knife. I quickly walked through the door to see a bloody mess; I looked closer to see the
mans intestines flopping outside of his stomach.

“You wanted to see me”, I knew I was in for lecture, I just didn’t know what kind.

“You sound so serious, come sit, I’ll make Bloody Mary’s”, She excitedly ran towards her cupboard
that was filled with alcohols. “We need to celebrate your achievement”, She happily pranced around.
The eyes of her prisoners watched in fear and terror. I knew she wouldn’t remember that I never
liked the taste of blood. It tasted too much like metal and the texture never sat right with me. We sat
down on velveted chairs and gave me a cup of her famous Bloody Mary with a blue eye on a sewer.

“I can’t believe that you’re going to the same school as me, I remember good times, I met your
father, made many everlasting friendships and played on the Crolic team”, She looked blankly
towards the wall, reminiscing of her more desirable times.

She quickly snapped out of her trance like state and stated, “I have a present for you”.

She clasped my hand and lead me over to the tiny cells behind us. Only four cells were there, each
with 10 people cramped into the small space. The smell was revolting, the people were well
malnourished, there faces almost like skeletons.

“I had a servant when I was at the academy and I think you should to, that’s my present to you and
we both know you’re so forgetful and clumsy”, She chuckled.

“Thanks Mom”, I cringed while thanking her for such a ‘thoughtful gift’.

“Make sure you get a strong looking one, don’t get one with a lack of competence”, She smiled
sweetly while tying up her fiery red hair. I have always been jealous of her looks, her blue eyes and
charming smile. I wondered if that why my father fell for her, her charming personality, an eye
pleasing smile, a heart shape face and hourglass body. Compared to me, who looked as flat as a
plank.

I looked through each cell, most of them looked the same, the same sorrow eyes and the same dirt
smother across their faces. I felt terrible for these people, but I could do nothing. Doing nothing was
all I could ever do, I clung to hope that one day I would be free from the grasp of my wicked mother,
one day.

I looked in the back of cell four to see a guy about my age, his hair was matted with dirt, but his eyes
sparkled like a dark murky lake. Something about his blank stare captivated me. For the first time in
my life, I felt intimidated, like I was the prey, and he was the predator. This guy peaked my interested
and I thought that he’d be better in my hands than my mothers.

I pointed to him, his eyes going wide for a minute before having a blank face again.

Mother called two guards, Sheamus and Shawn to bring him out of the dreadful cage. He had to be
dragged as his body was frail. I asked the two guards to escort him to my room and make to make
sure he was bathed and fed well.

“Pixieaenn before you go, Remember these words, Occidere virtus est, remisso peccatum est”

“Thank you, mother, I hope to see you after the matching” I sweetly smiled while cursing her for
using my first name. Not wanting to cause a scene I quickly left up the grimy dark stairs again. Only to
hear the curdling screams of death to begin again, a symphony to my mothers’ ears.

Chapter 2

I walked into my bedroom. Completely in shambles because of the sudden move. All my stuff had
been transported to the academy and now most of my room was bare. The only thing that stayed
was my forest green bed. I walked over to the boy from the torture chamber. His head bowed as he
slept peacefully. It was now night, tomorrow we would take the carriage ride to the academy. Instead
of wearing dirt covered rags, he was wearing white pjs that complemented the circle tattoo on his
inner wrist. The tattoo that was branded on all my mother’s prisoners. He wore a emerald band
around his ankle which was strange for a commoner. How could he afford such an expensive item? H
I kneeled in front of the boy looking at him more closely in the moonlight, his soft blonde hair that
was fluffed to perfection.

I whispered, “Hi”.

He wiped his eyes and responded back with a croaky, hi. I smiled trying to seem friendly knowing
that he probably didn’t trust me.

“Are you able to stand now?”, I asked curiously. He nodded and stood nearly falling over. He towered
over me like a beanstalk.

“We’ll be leaving tomorrow just so you know”, I stated.

“Where are we going?”, He asked confused.

“To Akane Academy”, I said plainly watching him slowly become aware to his surroundings.

“Um, I was wondering if you wanted to sleep on the bed” I pointed towards the forest green bed
placed in the middle of the room.

He stared at me for a few minutes before walking towards the bed and flopping onto it.

“I’ll be in the next room over, if you need anything ring the bell”, I yawned.

I left the room and crawled into the white comforting sheets of my bed, finally letting the darkness of
dreaming roll over me like an ocean wave. I tossed and turned in the bed, my brain constantly
beckoning the idea that I am leaving my home. The cold air outside of my bed gave me chills up my
spine. I looked at the ceiling knowing my fate was set in stone. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and
walked towards the window looking out at the temples Iridescent light that created a beacon, my
beacon of hope. I loved the overgrown vines and cobblestone that was cracked.
 I felt something warm on my back. I turned seeing nothing but my room, I walked over to the mirror
as the burning started to spread across my body. I looked in the mirror to see fiery shaped wings, an
inferno that burned my skin. I rushed over the sink, crying out as the fire was eating me alive. I splash
water down my back feeling the cooling sensation. I walked back to the recently cleaned mirror and
saw a black rock where the wings were. The sight was unworldly, looking at this felt like a dream, I
wanted it to be a dream. I felt scarred, like something that used to be perfect now broken and ugly. I
still felt the heat radiating off my back, I kept looking into the mirror still seeing the thin layer of
rough rock. The two uneven ovals of rough rock on my back. I sobbed asking the world why this was
happening to me, was this my curse for being born?

A crashing sound from the other room brought me to my senses. I quickly placed a robe around me
before running to the next room over. My eyes widened in disarray, The room was completely ruin,
tapestry destroyed, pillows unstuffed and vases broken. The only thing that made me more worried
than mothers’ anger was the boy’s disappearance, the open window. I rushed towards it seeing him
climb down the drainpipe. He was three stories up and he was attempting to climb down. I had to
give it to him that he was skilled and brave.

“Trying to escape, are you?”, I chuckled.

“Matter of fact, I am, Now leave me alone”, He snarkily replied.

“It’s not going to work you know. Once the palace guards find you, they’ll shoot you down, not caring
if you live or die”, I said acting uncaring, trying to look down on him.

“Even better, I just want to get away from you and your ludacris family, the cannibalistic mother and
the spoilt princess”, he mocked, still climbing down.

“How dare you mock me, I’m not spoilt”, I shouted.

“Really? I find that hard to believe that you haven’t been coddled since you were young”, he laughed.

I took this as a challenge, I placed my foot out into the cold windy weather. The climb down seem
more perilous now that I was attempting to complete it. I looked towards a flagpole and jumped
towards it, not even thinking. The nuisance watched my struggle as I desperately held onto the pole.
Kicking my legs in the air. I glared at him as he started laughing at my desperate attempts. I looked
down seeing the dropped look more long with no chance of survival if one were to fall.

“Why are you still here, why aren’t you running away?”, I glared at him.

“I’m waiting for you to fall and smash your head on the ground”, He smiled.

I rebuked, “I will not fall you hooligan”.

My hands started to slip, each finger getting weaker by the second. I felt like I was going to die, the
feeling burned my heart. I looked down and saw a moment of weakness in his face. A flash of fear,
maybe for me I wondered but most likely for himself. That greedy pig could only think about himself.

I suddenly heard the guards approaching, I knew that if he was caught by himself, he would be shot
immediately. I decided to use this as leverage, “We both know that if you were caught you going to
be executed on the spot”.

“What is it princess, spit it out, what’s the deal?”, He said with a quiver in his voice.
 I felt my arms give way, I started to descend, I screamed as I felt the air rushed by me. My robe
waving around like crazy as we fell fast down. I closed my eyes bracing for the landing but instead
felt strong hands around my waist and back. I opened my eyes to see his dark eyes, looking like pools
of darkness. For that spilt second, I felt something in my heart, something racing. Then I fell on my
butt, ouch.

“You’re so heavy, like a baby elephant” He said exhausted.

“Rude”, I reprimanded him. I pushed myself up just in time to hear and see the guards turn the
corner running towards us. I looked in the distance making out two black shadows running frantically
towards us.

“Princess are you okay?”, The two young soldiers asked worriedly.

“I’m perfectly fine, just having a stroll around the gardens. You must be off on your patrol”, I
exclaimed cheerfully. With that they turned away and marched.

I hit him on the back of his head, “You reckless arrogant hooligan”.

I brushed the twigs out of my hair and hastily walked to the servant’s door tightly holding his hand.
Quietly, opening the door only to hear shouting coming from the other side of the house. My face
went pale as I quickly pulled him through, shutting the glass door. I pulled him under the countertop.

“What the fuc-”, I swiftly covered his mouth with my hand. I closed my eyes hoping desperately for
them to run past. A light shuns through, most likely from lanterns. The loud voices outside searching
for us was distinguishable. I only moved when I heard the voices resonated far away.

“Why the fuck, why were they looking for us?”, He whisper shout.

“Wouldn’t you like to know”, I rolled my eyes.

“I would, why were they looking for us? I thought those guards would have just left us be”, He
questioned.

“If you didn’t notice, those two guards were young, meaning that they were new and didn’t
understand the obvious rules that are in place here. I’m never supposed to go out unless it has been
authorised. If I’m caught, I DIE just”, I rolled my eyes.

“Why would you die? Aren’t you the princess”, he smirked while micimicing my voice.

“Because I just do”, I grumbled.

“But why?”, He asked again while poking me in the shoulder.

I turned to him and looked him dead in the eyes, “touch me again and I will eat your finger”.

I smiled to myself knowing that I scared him. I felt a strong poke against me should and turned. I saw
his smug grin as he waited for me to attack him. We scrambled across the floor as I tried eating his
finger unsuccessfully. “Give me your flipping finger”, I said while fumbling on the floor.

“Hell to the no, Cannibal Girl” He shouted.

I laughed as we fought back and forth. It gave me flash backs of when my siblings were still alive and
we used to run up and down the halls.
“Let’s just go, THIS TIME STAY IN YOUR FUCKI-” I ranted before he covered my mouth. A light flickered
from outside the kitchen door, worried voices then the comfortable feeling of silence.

“Seems like I just saved your life” He boasted.

“Go to Hell”, I rolled my eyes.

“And leave you here all alone with no one to continuously get on your nerves? I don’t think so” he
smirked.

I stared at him blankly, I got an incompetent one.

Chapter 3

The carriage ride was insufferable even the scenery around me couldn’t cheer me up. The useless,
incompetent boy sat in front of me. Even though the carriage was an expensive sight to see, the
embroidered seats and red fabric interior. My twisted future was filling me with emptiness, an
emptiness that made my soul feel trapped in my body. Forever to be tortured to the point of death,
my soul would be stripped of its light to be replace with this emptiness. The unknown feeling that
flushed away my hopes and dreams. My dreams that made me feel alive were now the sinking
feeling replaced in my stomach. I also felt the sense of relief, the watching eyes of everyone in that
household was now washed away. I felt safe, it was a comforting feeling. I wish I felt safe all the time.

“Hey, I’m sorry about my lunatic mother capturing you……and hurting you……... and like yea”, I
murmured.

He stared blankly, “I didn’t know your people could say sorry, interesting”.

“I rebuke my apology, your emotionless piece of-” before I could finish, he grabbed my wrist tightly
constricting it like a snake. I tried pushing him off, digging my fingernails into his flesh.

“If you didn’t realise, I never wanted to be here so shut up your cannibalistic princess” he snapped
and let go of my wrist.

Looking down to the floor of the carriag, “I’m not a cannibal, I don’t eat people. Once I took over the
kingdom, I was going to execute my mother for her crimes. That’s why she’s sending me away, she
found out about my plan. This is my punishment….”

He breathed a sharp breath, “How is this your punishment? It’s just school?”

I looked up at him, “I’m being condemned to death, you on the hand are free. I’m saving your life,
were even”.

I looked out the window cooling my nerves after the argument, I felt his burning stare that made my
blood boil.

“I didn’t catch your name”, The foolish boy said disrupting the silence.

“I didn’t throw it”, I smiled then rolled my eyes looking back to the window.

“Rude much? I guess I’ll just called you pretentious princess”, He smiled back and then booped my
nose.

My face wrinkled in disgust listening to him laugh as I wiped away the germs that were just placed on
my nose.
“Listen here hooligan, my name isn’t pretentious princess, it’s pixie. Now don’t touch me again or I’ll
bite your finger off”, I pointed at him.

“Okay my pretentious pixie what should I know about this place if it’s condemning you to death?”, He
smirked.

My faced turned bright red, “I am not your anything and you can find out for yourself”.

The silence was back which filled me with peace before it was disrupted by the arrogant boy poking
my face “Pixie, Pixie, Pixie, pixie”.

“Haven’t you pestered me enough by your presence?!” I growled.

“Would you like to know my name?” He jabbed at my side making me jump in surprise. I can’t
believe this guy, even after I yelled at him, he was still talking to me and cracking jokes.

“If I let you tell me, will you shut up?” I sighed.

He nodded and I glanced back to him waiting for him to reply, “It’s extreme handsome and pretty
man”.

I rolled my eyes “I’m not calling you that, I’ll just call you hooligan”.

“Fine I’ll tell you my name but…. You must give me the carrot cake that was packed in your purse” He
gave me his weakest try of puppy eyes while eyeing my white embroidered purse.

“No, I don’t care for your name and this food is mine” I stood firm on my decision.

“Fine I’ll just take it” he said while snatching my purse. He held it up high while his hand was on my
face pushing me back towards my seat as my frail arms waved around.

“Give it bacccckkkkk!” I yelled as I watched him open the purse and savagely eating it.

I stopped my attempt and sulked in a corner as he chomped down on my delicious food. I wiped my
overflowing tears while watching him eat my CARROT CAKE.

He looked over “Are you seriously sulking like a 2-year-old over this carrot cake?”

I sobbed “Yes, yes, I am. That is my favourite desert and you’re eating it”. I cried louder as the
unbearable situation settled in.

“Hey, hey stop crying, here have the rest” He pushed the carrot cake towards me.

I immediately stopped crying “My precious” I whispered to the half-eaten cake. Without even waiting
I the whole carrot cake slice in one bite. Giggling to myself knowing my great acting skills worked. I
looked up to see him staring blankly “you’re really weird, you know that?”.

The rest of the carriage ride was quiet with small words said between us. The silence was turning out
to be unbearable.

We crossed a large bridge that seemed rickety but was somehow stable. The rushing stream below
us could have washed away the entire carriage. I felt a charge of electricity rush through me as we
passed over the bridge into the thick forest. The mist that surrounds us was thick hiding the forest
wildlife. I had been told that during the day these forests were quiet and safe, I hoped this was true.
We kept going until we stopped. The path has ended, panicked set in that we were stranded. The
three coach men left the carriage and started to cut down the jungle’s vines. Hoping that the path
would be shown. I felt worried as I heard whispers around the carriage, a blood curdling scream from
one of the coachmen caught my attention. I tried looking out the window and saw half of the men’s
body being dragged away by one of the veins. Then another scream followed until there was
complete silence.

“Oh shit” I screamed as something picked up the carriage and started to crush it. I felt the walls close
in I felt my untimely death closer than expected. The boys and I panic screams echoed throughout
the jungle. The vines were trying to strangle the carriage and us alive. Suddenly a whoosh of air
scared the veins away. There was almost no room in the carriage left, the boys breathe felt hot on my
face. Our both scared expressions were noticeable.

“Whatever scared the vines away is probably going to kill us so I think we should scadattle before
that happens” I said sternly.

“Agreed” He firmly grabbed my waisted and hoisted me up to door of the carriage, I used all my
strength to pull myself out. Plummeting over down the side of the carriage onto the hard dirt floor.

“Pixie help me out” He yelled.

I climbed up the carriage terrified of being vulnerable to the jungle that surround us. I pulled him up
with all the strength I could until he was able to grab the door of the carriage. Hoisting himself up,
breathing heavily.

“What are we going to do?”

A memory floated into my mind and without thinking I murmured it outloud, “Occidere virtus est,
remisso peccatum est”

“What are you saying?” He asked dumbfoundedly.

“Occidere virtus est, remisso peccatum est” I shouted more clearly ripping off my necklace that had a
single red ruby. The only thing special about it was where it was made, On a volcano. The volcano
that was scared to my kingdom’s way of life.

I whispered to him, “Take off your damn necklace”.

He snapped his necklace off and said the words Occidere virtus est, remisso peccatum est.

A loud booming voice came from the direction of the danger. Then a whoosh of strong winds
whisked us up into the air giving us a birds eyes view of the academy. I felt the wind through my hair
flicking it around, I opened my eyes to see the large forest becoming less dense as we made our way
towards the large castle. The air swirled us around giving us the perfect view of the lakes
shimmering in the sunlight, the tall treacherous mountains and dreamy sunset that made the world
orange. I shrieked as it flung us over to the entrance of the castle. I covered my eyes, scared of what
may happen. I could hear nothing over the winds loud booming voice except the boys’ shrieks of
terror.

Without a second passing the wind dropped. I felt myself plummeting to the ground, my end was
near, `and I knew I would die terrified of my fate. Instead of smashing my head on the ground I felt
cushioned, the soft comforting feeling of the ground made my heart leap with joy. Opening my eyes
to see the crisp gardens and large stone walls. This place looked like a palace with two guards at the
front entrance of the gate. The large wooden gate complemented the iridescent beam shooting into
the sky. The middle tower had a cracked roof. Not like the other It reminded me of the temples beam
of light, the same connection course through my veins. The magnet pull to the pillar of light was
homily. Why do they have the same thing as my kingdom? This was the only incident in my life that
the unknown didn’t scare me.

I heard the guy’s voice behind me, “what the heck is happening?!”

“What the heck is happening is right Caleb, but I can assure you everything is happening”, We both
turned to a stern woman who could cut you with sharp preciseness. She wore pearl earrings that
fitted the crisp white suit, her blonde voluminous bob was perfectly styled. I also notice her matching
emerald earrings and necklace that were understated.

I turned to him completely shocked by this revelation, “Wait your names Caleb”.

He stared frustratingly, “That’s what your shocked about?”

Her articulated voice boomed, “Welcome Pixie, we’ve been expecting your arrival”.

Chapter 4

“My, my, my I never thought I would live the day to see Princess Pixieaenn of Renfirque in the flesh”
the lady chuckled.

“And my, my, my, how delightful to know another mentally ill person” I sarcastically responded. She
walked close to me and held up my chin carefully inspecting me.

“You look just like your father and seems like you also inherited his spite as well” She looked down at
me as though I was a cockroach. “Never the matter, you’ll do quite nicely”, She said while gesturing
the two guards beside her to grabbed me and Caleb. My strength was nothing compared to them,
struggling to free myself from their grip while Caleb just chilled in the guards’ arms. Coward.

The lady said something under her breathe and the gate opened. Without her even touching it, even
though she was mentally ill , that was hella cool. Then I heard locks clicking open. Then the large
doors opened.

I was soon mesmerised by the cut to perfection hedges with servants working hard in the bright sun.
Somewhere on ladders cutting the overgrown vines from the top of each tower. I I looked closer to
see the servants faces, they were all hollowed like living corpses. I also noticed that every servant
was female with the same white overalls and branding on their backs. The red ink that outlined two
cursives’ as was horrifying. I was staring at these lettering terrified that I might be branded with the
same type of harsh treatment. The woman in front of us walked at a steady pace her blonde hair
reflecting the light of the sun, she was intimidating tall compared to my 5’4 self. Her sharp bone
structure and clear skin made her looked as though she was made in heaven.

She coughed loudly when we reached the next wooden door that was almost identical to the last
one, “Many of our students are very eager to meet you Pixieaenn”.

I suddenly exploded on her yelling cruses in my native tongue and swearing that I will shove her into
a river of lava if she says Pixieaenn again. She stared blankly at me and scoffed.

“Well, that’s a good way to make an entrance Pixieaenn” Caleb whispered to me under my breath.

I bared my teeth at the woman before storming off into the hall. Caleb following close behind me as I
stormed past the wandering eyes of students in red velveted booths. Not knowing where I was
going, I ran outside the glass door through to the garden. I didn’t look at any of the surrounding
plants but instead ran to the most secluded area. Tears threatening to break through, Memories of
my life when he was life flooded my mind. I put my hand on my ears trying to stop the whispers and
taunts of my father.

“Pixie! Pixie! What’s Wrong?!” Caleb yelled; his voice drowned out by the other people’s voices,
‘You’ll never be good enough’, ‘Why can’t you be normal?!’, ‘I never like you from the start’, ‘your just
like your mother, good for nothing piece of s-’

Then I snapped back to reality, my urge to cry was gone, the racing thoughts were gone. I wiped my
tear stung eyes.

“WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!”, Caleb yelled confused.

“Nothing, I just…. don’t like the name… okay “, I said calmly trying to change the subject.

“YOU WENT FUCKING MENTAL SO YOU BETTER TELL ME WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED”,

I snapped at him, “WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE? YOUR JUST A PESANT BOY WHO’S ONLY PURPOSE IN
LIFE IS TO CARRY MY TEXTBOOKS”

He went silence, in that moment I wanted to apology to him, but my pain that ridden heart wouldn’t
let me say anything.

“You know, I actually thought you were different to all those prissy, pretentious, spoilt princesses but
your exactly like how the stories describe you” He glared at me.

My heart broke into a million pieces, I just hurt the only person who ever looked at me differently.
Instead, he now sees the same perspective of myself to everyone else. My mother, my father, my
kingdom, my servant……. now him. Before I could Apology profusely to him the lady from before
cached up with us.

“So are you finally able to join us or will I have to behead you on your first day” She chuckled as I
stared blankly at the woman. How can anyone act as those a human life is useless?

Caleb pushed forward knocking my shoulder before walking back towards the hall. The lady then
gestured me to go
 RENFIRQUE

Password for each family-

RENFIRQUE=Pixie (Dead people Darci and William )-

WENAI=Cain, Ivory =

KALON=Frank, Theodora-

SOTOSO =Evangeline, Vincent-

ILSALINATINE= Adin, Jeanne, Margaret -

ROFICANIC= Caleb and Roman-

RANDOM HUMANS and girls = Fred, Conner, Diana, Beatrice-

Torture- SAND CHAMBER

Locked in a small space where you can only stand . In the small space there is two grapes. If she eats
or drops the grapes sand fills up the sand. If she screams and shouts the sand will be sucked away
and water will fill the room giving her only a small amount of air to breathe. Longest time shes been
in there is 10 days. The small space makes it nearly impossible to keep yourself afloat.

Charaters

Pixie: Pixies background info, The reason she has the fire wings is because each heit to the throne
has it.Calebs doesn’t have wings until his brother dies then he realises that he is heir.

-Has two dead brothers, died in the sand chamber

- Mother is obsessed with perfection, narcissistic, Canniblistic and She selled her soul to a socerery
for prettness but she has to eat a human heart every day

-Father works in the the council , not around much, thinks that her brothers died from natural
causes. Loves Pixie very much

Caleb : find his powers when he sees pixie being torture, Tries to kill the headmaster says “ the only
reason your alive is because we don’t want another mess to clean up, Hurt pixie again and I will
break all the lying bones in your body. Doesn’t want to lose pixie as she the only one who has
showed him any kindness. His only family has died, was tortured in a fighting ring.

Concil: Each council member is a ruler of a state, they come together to do trades.

MERAKI =Pixie (Dead people Darci and William )- (Element:Fire\Lava) Home place- Beautiful
Kingdom Art - Bing images

WENAI=Cain, Ivory = (Element: sound) Home place- https://www.bing.com/images/search?

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KALON =Frank, Theodora- (Element: Illusion) Home place- Beautiful Kingdom Art - Bing images

SOTOSO =Evangeline, Vincent- (Element: Venom) Home place- Fantsay citys - Bing images

ILSALINATINE= Adin, Jeanne, Margaret- (Element: Crystal) Home place- Crytsal fanstasy town - Bing
images

ROFICANIC= Caleb and Roman- (Element: Mind Reading) Home place-

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RANDOM HUMANS and girls = Fred, Conner, Diana, Beatrice- (Element: Spirt) Home place- Crytsal
fanstasy town - Bing images