This chapter is set 18 years before everything in the next chapters, as
you'll find out why.
Chapter 1: Outsider Is Born
A celebration of birth has brought the village of Lottus together. No one dared to laugh at the excitement or cheer as the celebration remained at a mild and silent manner. Hundreds of Lottus fairies stood around together talking and whispering their thoughts of the newborn. However their thoughts of phenomena of this new born was unexpected.
The mist of a cold morning surrounded them with a warm glow of fairy dust that spread off the fairies wings. This land seemed of a dream, as small cottages behind them looked rather bizarre as each house had ice chimney's frosting as from the first fall.
The father of the expected stood anxiously out of the waiting room in the cold, where the villagers surrounded him from behind. His spiky aged, green wings quiver as if he were shivering cold. But he knew he was just nervous.
"Oh! How long does a baby take to be born for god sakes!" he said pacing up and down the paved platform. His thoughts were all jittery on what he and his wife shall call the new born, as he fiddled around by rubbing his hands continuously until one of this friends walked up to him. His tanned orange wings, matching the dark eyes of his.
"Be patient my friend," said the comforting friend, "it's best to be calm than frantic like an idiot. You'll get less wrinkles that way." he looked as if he knew what he was talking about, having not one spec of an age line across his face.
"Oh gee, that's comforting to know! Now I have my age to worry about now!" said the father sarcastically folding his arms as he stopped pacing up and down and found himself standing in front of his friend.
"IT'S A GIRL!!!!" a nurse said bursting through the door with her arms spread wide, bouncing her pink wings, grinning. The reaction of the father's face was brought on too quickly as his eyes rolled back and fainted like a pancake to the floor. This startled the villagers who went wide-eyed at the sight of him passed out.
A celebration of birth has brought the village of Lottus together. No one dared to laugh at the excitement or cheer as the celebration remained at a mild and silent manner. Hundreds of Lottus fairies stood around together talking and whispering their thoughts of the newborn. However their thoughts of phenomena of this new born was unexpected.
The mist of a cold morning surrounded them with a warm glow of fairy dust that spread off the fairies wings. This land seemed of a dream, as small cottages behind them looked rather bizarre as each house had ice chimney's frosting as from the first fall.
The father of the expected stood anxiously out of the waiting room in the cold, where the villagers surrounded him from behind. His spiky aged, green wings quiver as if he were shivering cold. But he knew he was just nervous.
"Oh! How long does a baby take to be born for god sakes!" he said pacing up and down the paved platform. His thoughts were all jittery on what he and his wife shall call the new born, as he fiddled around by rubbing his hands continuously until one of this friends walked up to him. His tanned orange wings, matching the dark eyes of his.
"Be patient my friend," said the comforting friend, "it's best to be calm than frantic like an idiot. You'll get less wrinkles that way." he looked as if he knew what he was talking about, having not one spec of an age line across his face.
"Oh gee, that's comforting to know! Now I have my age to worry about now!" said the father sarcastically folding his arms as he stopped pacing up and down and found himself standing in front of his friend.
"IT'S A GIRL!!!!" a nurse said bursting through the door with her arms spread wide, bouncing her pink wings, grinning. The reaction of the father's face was brought on too quickly as his eyes rolled back and fainted like a pancake to the floor. This startled the villagers who went wide-eyed at the sight of him passed out.