Marianne: Keira
Dawn: TessKing: Samos
Roland: Errol
Bog King: Dark Jak
Stuff: Ashelin (lol)
Thang: Torn (lol)
Sugar Plum Fairy: OC
IMPORTANT!
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Haven City is completely covered in forests since Samos is king, and the Wasteland is also covered in foliage, but the ground is has natural dark eco in the soil, so only 'bad' plants grow there, and while the trees are fewer, they grow about twice as tall and thick. Also, all Haven elves can control one specific type of eco, and have wings from birth to indicate which they can channel. In the Wasteland, only the royal family are chanellers (and have wings) and can control all kinds of eco; Jak fell into dark eco (lol) and came out as Dark Jak.
This is a story about two kingdoms; side by side, but worlds apart. All along the border, magical flowers grew. Primroses bloom between light and shadow; they are used to make Love Potions. Because after all; everybody deserves to be loved.
Keira laughed as she flew alongside the river, glancing at the flowers as she did so. At last she spotted a patch of tulips. Carefully snipping a stem, she carefully flattened the flower against a piece of bark she had gathered earlier. As she stood and began to take off, a flock of flut-flut birds swarmed past her. She gave a startled and amused 'whoa' and pushed off, rushing to keep pace with them. Keeping herself about a meter above their heads, she could see tiny little feathers floating off them. One jumped and flew to the front of the pack, its wing beats disrupting the air in Keira's space and causing her to roll up and to the left. She managed to catch herself, dazed and giggling. She dive bombed and pulled up just close enough to make waves in the river, before she saw the final flower for her craft. She slowed and took a deep breath.
Wise men say
Only fools, only fools rush in
But I can't help
Falling in love with you
Keira pulled one of several twigs out of her a aqua/teal hair and stuck it to the bark. In her musical bliss, her wings were almost out of her control, sending her into flips and some tricks she didn't have the courage to pull off normally.
Shall I say
Would it be
Would it be a sin
She gasped as she almost ran into a tree. "Sorry!" She said without thinking.
That I can't help
Falling in love with you
She let out a dreamy sigh and a giggle, before she felt a large leaf brush her face, leaving behind a slight tingling sensation. Wings still going, she emerged from the brush to come face to face with the Wastelanders. They looked nothing like her father had described, for they were much more- elflike then he had made them out to be. Not that they weren't terrifying; but she could clearly make out the long ears. Her father said they were nothing alike, but already she saw similarity. She gasped as one grabbed at her arm, with a shriek she fulled him towards her and dilivered a swift kick to his stomach. Gasping as he let go, she panted for a moment before turning around and speeding as fast as her wings would carry her back to familiar lands.
"Was she trying to get a primrose?" A male wastelander speculated. He had dirty red hair and green eyes, tattoos going across his face. He turned to the female, expecting her to know the answer.
"We'd better tell him!" She exclaimed, thinking that the male knew what he was talking about. She also had red hair, though brighter, and blue eyes.
"He's not gonna be happy!"
"Let me worry about it! I'll tell him!"
"Good idea!"
They sprinted along the thick roots of the dark trees, accustomed to the tingling sensation that came with the contact even though clothes. It didn't take very long for them to navigate the dark forest and come upon the kings castle. Stepping onto the wooden elevator, they fidgeted nervously, occasionally glancing at each other. It had been a long time since a Haven had been even near the Wasteland, and they knew the King would not be pleased. After what seemed like an eternity, the elevator stopped and they made the short walk to the throne of their king. They both bowed out of respect and mild fear.
"Sire, news from the boarder!" Ashelin explained, then turned to Torn. "You tell him."
Torn gasped, feeling a little betrayed. "Okay.. A Haven came into our domain..."
"What?"
"...and almost took a primrose." By the time the sentence was finished, Torns' voice was almost non-existent.
"A primrose?!" The King almost screamed. He slammed the butt of his fighting staff on the ground in frustration. Not that a fighting staff was necessary, given his 4 inch long black claws protruding from all ten ashen grey fingers. "I hate this time of year. SPRING." He spat in disgust, this obsidian eyes narrowing and lips curling back in a vicious snarl, revealing huge pearly white fangs. "Send more Wastelanders to destroy EVERY primrose! No primroses, no potion. No potion, no love." He lowered his head slightly, hair even more pale then his skin falling into his face, revealing two dark horns that wouldn't be seen otherwise. "Because love is dangerous. It weakens, and rots! It destroys order, and without order what is left?" He gave a violent shudder. "CHAOS!" The king slammed down his staff again. "Eliminate the primroses, or I will destroy you!" He spat at the two in front of him, almost face to face. Torn and Ashelin turned tail and fled to the elevator, eager to get out of the way of the kings wrath.