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Post by MeadowSong on Jun 17, 2010 20:08:48 GMT -5
[glow=Purple,2,300]***A streak of darkness crosses the sky***[/glow]
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Post by MeadowSong on Jul 2, 2010 15:19:15 GMT -5
***From The Dark Theatre, in The World that Never Was***
[glow=Purple,2,300]The little area of Neverland, a small, shining grove in the center of an enchanted forest, stood the birthplace of faerie kind: Pixie Hollow.
In the skies above the magical village a circular, black hole spun itself into existence, purple and green mist mixing and mingling as this Corridor ripped through the veil of existence. The hole spun into a vertical position, and heralded the arrival of its maker with a loud "click-pang!" and a boom of thunder; a shadow-skinned faerie, decorated in a dress made from the Heartless themselves, bearing the sceptre of the faeries' wrath hovered forth from the portal, her wings invisible, a purple glow the only thing showing they were there, just flapping quicker than a hummingbird's.
Her purple eyes glowed, and she stared at Pixie Hollow with a mischievous grin; the sprites and other feyfolk visible stopped in place, some dropping items they worked on, others backing into hard surfaces in fear of the queen.
She had returned, the First Black Faerie! For revenge? Or something else? This would soon become apparent.
MeadowSong loomed over her former home, and raised Faeries' Wrath; thorns sprouted up in a circle around the faeries' grove, a thick, tangled mess of poison and sharp points. The plants arched upward on all sides, until they met at the top, creating a dark, interior dome.
"My fellow brethren!" said the witch, her voice a menacing, thunderous sound. "I, MeadowSong, Mistress of Darkness and the Heartless, have come to you in my time of need bearing an ultimatum! Join the Heartless, or perish under my vengeful gaze! You have wronged me in the past, and it is time to make amends and choose wisely!"
She spun her sceptre, and an envoy of Wizard Heartless, intermingled with faerie wings and skimpy dresses apeared from the shadows created by their dome, and set about a barrier, ready to strike when directed.[/glow]
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