The day before tommorow -- Joining fairies

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Date Posted: 17:27:43 01/22/03 Wed
Author: Zoli
Subject: The day before tommorow

Revenge

Darkness fueled the child�s being as water once sustained the pale dandelion crushed beneath her heel. Nostrils test the strange odors of the land, evermore confused by the near-absence of one she knew-decay. As a land plagued the night, ruled by the lunar gods, death was few, mostly natural, or self-inflicted. Dry snort emits as this realism occurs.

The cloud gods spat, ugly wads, wet with their heavenly disgust. Feminine hand, tagged by several hitchhiking strawberry strands, slides across a moist face. �Much appreciated,� groaned Zoli.

Jolted by the clamant, trailing the piercing flash, Zoli scurried...�It was only a flower,� yipped the frightened fae.

Name: Zoli
Age: 14
Breed of Being: Fae of the Faerie Folk
Appearance: Ranging about midway between four and five feet and with waist-length curls of strawberry, Zoli bears quite a china doll nature. Her eyes, however, are dark chocolate and her smile cinnamon. A young female fatale, if nature chooses, she is. Clothes cover her fittingly in earthy hues of blue, green, and the occasional mud brown.
Personality: In short, sarcastic...
History: Zoli is phobic of loud noises and bright lights (hence why she fears thunder and lightning), derived from an event too soon to be told.

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