Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.

-George Bernard Shaw


Do you ever get that feeling? The one that tells you that this particular scene has happened before and that you knew what was going to happen? That was what this moment was like for me. I got this feeling deep under my ribcage that told me something was wrong. That I had to get out of there and fast. Yes, I was totally and hopelessly in love with a man who could never truly love another thing. I however didn't care but, now all those odd little pieces of Griselda's story all began to piece together in this woven fabric filled with desire, hatred, and agony.

To say in the least this knowledge felt unbearable I mean, how could she have been alive? I thought Dar-Donovan destroyed her and that Griselda was there when it happened. Why would she lie to me? She couldn't have known. Perhaps, it was her sister that she saw in me perhaps she was trying to save me. Maybe when she said that her sister was destroyed she meant on the inside.

It was all coming so clearly. I remember that sad look in her eyes, the way her eyes watered and her lip trembled, she wasn't upset about her sister. It was that she knew that I had no chance. Maybe I do But, perhaps I can escape, maybe it's not too late.

Without my acknowledgement Darkar raised his clawed hand, "Come Bloom we have much to discuss." And so like a fool I took my lead beside him and the threads of rebellion began to weave its way into my heart. Like a seed it would soon sprout.

~X~

Back at Alfea Griselda sat down lightly onto the first steps that bled out into the courtyard. The moon was up and her shadow drifted along the pavement following her every she found that her mind was restless and that no peace could come to her mind.
She hadn't told Bloom the whole truth… Not really anyways. Her sister was gone and she was dead to her in her mind

"I'm scared Kylie. I don't want to do this anymore! What if he finds us? I don't want to be punished again!" A little girl of five whispered to the other child standing before her. This child was what one would say around the age of eight and already her mind was far beyond the intelligence of a ten year old child.

"Don't be Ari, I promise no harm , may come to you so long as you are within my grasp." The child whispered to Ari. The children stood upon the very top of a small tower. The wind whipped her face, the fruitlessly dry wind fumbled their hair making the soft curls fall limp and frizzy. Clothed in rags they had made the journey through the Grand Forest of Magix and were struggling to walk towards their only hope, Alfea.

Of course back then it wasn't called Alfea and it wasn't a school. It was an orphanage for magical children who were being hunted by the man who was masked in shadows flame. The school was rebuilt over the orphanage when it closed down due to a large amount of strange deaths.

The children that stand upon the mountaintop were once unnamed and for many a long year were they unloved. A child of eight and one of five, sisters to every ounce of blood, were in dire need of help. Their names were Griselda and Adrianna.

Over the course of ten years they had become well known in Magix as very powerful fairies. That;s when Adriana first met him.

"Oh, Griselda! His hair shone like the moon and his eyes sparkled like the sun. His smile! Oh, his smile." Adriana cried out to Griselda one night.

"Adriana! You don't even know his name!" Griselda would hiss at her sister. It would be fair to most to say that she was the more logical of the two and cared deeply for her sister. Many a time would Adriana run off with some Red-Fountain guy and come back to the dorm bawling her eyes out. To say in the least her sister was very gullible.

"I do to." Adriana would whisper back under the moonlight that shone through their dorm room window.

"Then what is it?"

"Donovan, his name is Donovan. He's is the most sweetest kindest person ever!" She would pause, "Plus he's a really good kisser."

That day when Ariana had left was the hardest day for Griselda. That day she really did lose her sister. She was trying to save bloom from the same fate as her sister, but it seems that history truly does repeat itself and that nothing could prevent Bloom from her destiny.

Sighing Griselda made to stand up and return inside Alfea. It was then something brilliant flashed out the corner of her eye. Griselda turned her head towards the flash. The light was almost blinking through the trees now and all other lights seemed to go out.

Griselda walked into the thicket and found herself immersed in a brilliant light it almost blinded her. A feeling of uneasiness dug deep below her breast-bone never leaving and ever boding. She walked through the light and soon it dimmed ever lower.

The world of which she had never seen was laid out before her. Thick healthy trees grew in a perfect circle in the underbrush lay several animals. A dirt path sat and the bottom creating a crevice of brown mineral rich Earth.

Something, however rested in the middle of the circle. A body was placed in the middle of the circle perfectly. Griselda ran towards the body, but no matter how hard she had run it still wasn't enough and the farther the person got from her help.

With a large tremble the ground gave way and sent Griselda tumbling down into darkness. For how long she did not know.