Character Description:

Name-Senza Ravea

Looks: Dark brown longish-hair with deep dark blue eyes. Average height with a wispy frame.

Personality: Reserved and mysterious when you don't know him; at first meeting can seem like a jerk, but when really well know, can be a sweetheart, jokester, and loud. Doesn't have friends, and is pretty much a loner. Seen as a loner by others, and loves fantasy stories; writes them. Lives with his mom in a small town, filled with people who don't understand him.

Name: Lila

Looks: Black bear years, brownish orange hair and sky blue eyes. Also in a white nurse outfit

Personally: Caring, loving... ((o-o I can't think of anything else))

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Prologue: Gone Before Arriving

Senza: 1st person point of view

It came to me one day. I was on my way home from school, when it hit me, or rather she. The orange-ish-brown haired girl with sky blue eyes. The one with little bear ears and who dressed like a nurse. That one. She lived in a world of fantasy and wonder, new among the others thought up in my mind. She had a strange appeal to me, and I couldn't forget about her.

After that day, I thought up a back-story for her. Where she came from, what her life was about. She was a very pretty girl with a satirist attitude towards life. Not a care in the world; carefree, free willed.

Some nights I would talk to her. As she came to me in my dreams, I would live with her, in her world of wonder, awe and mystery. We would visit angels, dwarfs and Wood Elves. Fairies would come along and we would find Swordsmen riding on the swiftest of horses. In that fantasy world of mine, in my eyes, she was the queen. She gave me my own Chinkos, a breed of the aquatic Sea Horse that lived on lands. It was even faster than the Swordsmen horses.

In this fantasy world that she lived in, that I created, I had many friends. I visited it often, whenever I had the chance, and I stayed long. My mom grew worried when she realized that my grades were gradually slipping. She had seen manuscripts on this strange story scattered about my room. Pictures of a sky-eyed girl layered underneath. She said she did it because she loved me.

I walked home from school on this day like always, eager to get home and work on her story. On Lila's story. Images and words flew past my minds eye, and I knew exactly where to pick up when I finally got home. Absorbed so in this thought, I was barely noticing what was around me.

"Look, there he is…creepy, isn't he?"

"He talks to himself, and nobody else."

"Felia says that he's slow in the head."

"It's a shame, he's rather stunning"

These words went in one ear and out the other. They never affected him. They were just trying to get to me. It was the usual group of girls who paraded after me everyday. They lived in my neighborhood and loved to spy on me. Sometimes I would purposely give them something new to talk about when I got tired of the other junk.

As I walked down his street, the girls disappeared. I kept thinking about Lila. I would see her tonight. She would be so happy to find out that she would be getting her own home in Eowain, my fantasy world. I picked out the perfect tree home, vacant of the nymph who once lived there. It was decorated accordingly to the forest which surrounded it. The gentle sound of water cascaded around it, from the timid river which flowed nearby.

I could almost feel the moss growing on the east side, as does all moss in this fantasy world. The three horned deer, and the miniature rabbits prancing around, eating the blue grass.

Upon entering my house, I spotted his mom in the kitchen. She looked up from the potatoes she was chopping and smiled. She then got back to work.

As I climbed the stairs to my room, I spotted a piece of paper on the ground in the hallway. It was the first sketch of Lila I had drawn. 'Strange, I kept these on my desk in my room' I thought.

Entering my room, I noticed that something was wrong. Lila was gone. No story, no drawings, no nothing. As quickly as the story of her life had formed in my head, it disappeared. I could feel her life whisking away from me. I soon forgot all that was planned for her, and all that was known of her. Her life, her background. The house I was to give her. The life she was to live. I at once uprooted my room, looking for her. I must have put her away this morning when I was half asleep.

I heard a soft knock on my door.

"They're gone."

I turned to see my mother standing there. They're gone she had said.

"I burned everything today, it was for the better. Your grades were slipping, you were becoming anti-social. You talked about this girl as if she was real. It was hurting you."

I could feel the hot tears forming in my eyes. Not, Lila. She was gone, I couldn't remember her. It was like a strange spell that was lifting, and she was slipping away. After weeks of making her up, and creating her, she was gone. I couldn't remember her, was my mind playing tricks? As a single tear slid down my face, I looked up.

"Why?"

"Because I love you."

It didn't' make sense to me. I loved Lila. She was the friend I never had. She was going to be my companion when I grew older. We were going to live in Eowian together and live long happy lives. My Chinkos and I would live happily with Lila at her once Nymphai home.

We would have had kids together and grandchildren. Our story would have gone on forever, and never end.

But once the story was burnt, so was my paper heart. No longer was there a Lila. No longer could I write her story down, because that would mean that I would be re-writing it and the one she already had was perfect. No more hunts on the plains. No more hikes in the mountains. No more frolicking in the meadows. He still had other characters. But none of them were her.

None were special like her, or possessed the beauty which she had. None acted the same around me, nor did they like me as much. She was perfect. Everything that I had wanted in a character. She was perfect.

Alone in my room I sat weeping. To keep my mind off of her, I studied my schoolwork hard. My grades went back up and my mom thought that she had done the right thing. I was still as anti-social as ever. I had no friends. Nobody talked to me. Still was I a mysterious guy with no words to speak. No interest did they have in me.

I stayed away from the plains of Eowain for the next few months, hoping that Lila would be forgotten. But she wasn't

She came to me in my dreams, and in my daydreams. I couldn't forget her. Or was it I wouldn't? I wished and hoped that she would come to me in my real life. Then it would show everyone that I had friends, and a perfect one at that. But unfortunately, it wouldn't happen. I knew this was all that it really was. Fantasy. Made believe in my head. Was it time to come to face reality? Give up the act? No, she would be back one day…I could feel it in me. She had left before she had come; gone before arriving. So that means that someday she would eventually arrive. She would show up. Lila. I didn't even get to find out her second name.