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THIS IS A PROLOGUE, SO IT DOES NOT FOLLOW THESE TWO GIRLS THE WHOLE TIME...IT'S ALSO PRETTY CRAPPY, SO I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT. IT WILL GET BETTER... I THINK.
THIS IS A PROLOGUE!
The girl leaned against a stone wall. Her black attire contrasted greatly against her creamy skin and elegant features.
Maybe it wasn't important enough to say, but that simple description...that was what she had left of her, it was what she remembered her as, a deity. An angel. A god. She was little Sienna's world. She was the stars, the moon, the sky, she was everything beautiful. She was Iris.
The waves of the ocean crashed against the shore. Sand whispered silently along the ground as the wind blew. The grass was quite tall, and it rustled in the wind.
Sienna accompanied the young woman. Though they appeared uncannily similar, the younger female was clad in a completely different style of clothing. Sienna had long since grown accustomed to her elder sister's strange clothing. 'Long grown' being four years of her short five years of life. The dress Sienna wore was made of some sort of animal fur thick enough to keep warm. Her hat was made of the same type of fur, her hair tucked inside, though a few loose tendrils escaped, whipping furiously in the wind.
A comfortable silence settled between the two, only the roaring water audible. The child broke the silence with a question.
"What is love?" She looks up at her sister with big blue eyes, startling her out of her thought process.
"Where'd you hear that word, did someone tell you that?" She asked, bored, though her eyes showed curiosity.
Her dark hair swayed with the movement of her head "I heard a woman in the village say it..."
Iris sighed, thinking of a way to simplify it for her "Love is when you really care for someone...it's complicated."
"Well, what do you mean?"
"Nothing, sweetheart, just that there's a lot more to it than you would think." she said "A wise man once told me 'love hurts'"
I never knew why she tacked on the 'it's complicated', not that I questioned it as a child. Maybe she wanted the conversation to go on, maybe she needed to tell me something. Whatever it was she intended for me to learn, it flew right over my head and is now hovering over me, just out of reach, even after all these years. Wow, don't I sound old?
The look of confusion marring her face was pathetic but cute "Who said that?"
At least I was smart enough to know she was a liar, even then.
Iris giggled, "I'm actually not sure, but I know I heard it somewhere"
"Oh," she pauses "So...what is love? You still didn't answer me. Caring for someone is not love, or you wouldn't look so sad when you talked about it."
Not sure where that came from. I suppose I was just a really smart kid. Or maybe I just wanted an excuse to keep her there, to keep her talking in that smooth voice for an eternity...
"My, my, I have quite the little detective here, don't I?" she chuckled "Alright, alright, you've got me."
There it was. Sienna was no genius, but she knew that when she started repeating words like that Iris was not very happy.
"Never mind, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. I understand."
"No, no, it's fine." again, there it was. "Well, like I said before, love is pretty hard to understand. Sometimes, people care for someone so much that they're willing to do anything to stay with them forever, but it doesn't always end up with the two together. Other people may try to get involved, which may make them confuse their relationship. Society also influences how people act when they're in love. Some may hurt others because of jealousy, others may let their love do that. It really depends on the situation, which makes it so hard to understand."
"That was confusing, Iris. You're a really bad storyteller."
That was a lie. She was the best storyteller I ever knew. Okay, I'll admit I don't know many, but she was the best of the few I met by far. Perhaps I'm just playing my memory up in favor of her. As I said, she was a great storyteller, but she had a little trouble when it came to telling non-fiction.
"I know, I know.
"Do you love someone?" The little girl asked sweetly, trying to whittle some information out of her.
"Sure: you," Iris said, shrugging as if it were obvious.
"Anyone else?" she asked, her voice rising in pitch. Iris nodded with a smirk.
"Who?"
"Lucy, that's who."
"Hey," she rolled her eyes "He doesn't count either. There has to be someone else."
Iris laughed "No, there isn't" at the child's skeptical look she reassured her "I promise. Besides, who else would I love? You two are enough for me."
Sienna tackled her big sister in a hug "Really? That's nice, and all, but someone has to look after you. You always help me and Cypher but do nothing for yourself. I think that, because you never have a break, you should take a vacation! And maaayyybbeeee I could go with you?"
"But where would I go?" Iris teased
She shouted "The big island over the ocean! The English haven't found it yet, so you'll finally get a chance to relax there! And imagine how many games we can play there!"
"No, honey, I'm afraid that wouldn't work out well. The natives might be angry that I trespassed on their land."
"That's okay! They'll welcome you when they see that you're such a nice person! It wouldn't matter if they didn't like you anyway; just use your magic, and you can be there forever without them knowing. You shouldn't do that, though. Not unless you take me with you."
Sometimes, Iris forgot that Sienna was just five years old. She was so smart, yet innocent. And she would do everything to make that innocence last for as long as possible.
"Well, then, I guess we should start planning, huh?"
"Yeah!"
This is my first fan-fiction ever. I'm really proud of it even though I've only written one chapter so far. I apologize if it seems rushed or messy. I'll explain later in this Author's Note. I want to write my inspiration for every chapter in the Author's Note so that if someone else wants to try it out or is just curious, they know how I got this idea. Anyways, the actual story is 1269 words long. My personal goal is to update every week with at least 1,000 words a chapter.
I was actually just scrolling through some quotes because I was bored when I came across a couple that really sparked by imagination. Here are the quotes"
Any person can say that they love you. Only a few will actually prove it."-Anonymous
"I can't wait for my little sisters to start dating because it will really be fun to pick on their boyfriends" -David Gallagher
"Sisters are a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life." -Isadora James
"She was my baby sister. She was one of a kind." -Evelyn Mattia
"That awkward moment when a guy you don't know posts 'I love you' on your little sister's Facebook wall and you're like 'I'm watching you.' - Anonymous
"One day a 5-year-old asked her big brother 'what is love?' He replied:'Love is when you steal my chocolate from my school pack every day... and I still keep it in the same place'"-Anonymous
Personally, I adore the last one. You can probably tell, because of the "What is love?"
Bye,
~ClaritaNox
P.S-I apologize that there was no way for you to find the quote source (For the ones from a website). I put Anonymous on it because it was from a site that allowed anonymous quotes to be posted. I tried to put the name of the website, but it didn't appear on the completed chapter. I couldn't find a way around it, so I simply put 'Anonymous', because technically it was from Anonymous.
EDITED ON 06/16/16
