Lullaby
Prologue
As far back as she could remember, someone has sung the tune to her.
Smile, little child, and don't look down,
Smile, little child, and never frown.
Smile for me, and smile for you,
Smile so we can all be happy, too.
It haunted her so. She simply wanted to forget it, but her…memento of her parents kept singing it. It was a small stunted eaglet, whose feathers shone as if polished with mother of pearl. She considered simply killing the thing, but that would kill all that remained of her parents.
And one day, the song changed slightly.
Smile, little Angelique, and don't look down
Smile, little Angelique, and never frown.
Smile for Peu Aigle and smile for you,
Smile so we can all be happy, too.
Angelique bolted up, and grabbed the eagle by its neck. Indeed, they had called the bird Peu Aigle, but had always been trying to find a better name. She stared at the bird, who simply stared back with innocent brown eyes. Her blue ones closed in defeat.
And there, she thought up a name; Proscrit. It sounded perfect to her. (A/N: She's French. Read it like pro-scree) However, she needed to move to a new place, as the neighbors were getting ready to kill her for so much ruckus.
"All right, Proscrit. Looks like we're taking a road trip."
Angelique: This means heavenly in French
This means little eagle in French