The Beginning

Nyx sat on a yellowish green leaf pondering about his love Alura. Alura was also a Forest Fairy as well but of a different forest clan. Nyx was a Treeling and his love was a Waterling. Nyx imagined Alura sitting on the leaf next to him. Her long slender figure sitting slightly turned to him and slightly turned to the world. Her wings decorated with gray pebble shaped figures and a watery blue background. Also her dark water blue eyes looking into Nyx's brilliant ruby red orbed eyes with her light brown hair falling a little into her face. Those slender eloquent hands of hers holding his, smooth and tender to the touch, bringing a smile to his face.

The dress of her clan, different shades of water blue splashed on the silky cloth that goes up a little past her knee which flows around her nicely curved tanned body. His imagine of her was not wearing the light clothe slippers mostly all fairies wore. Alura was known to be a free soul. Her heart was never encaged and neither her feet.

Nyx sighed at the thought of the love he could never have. Fairies were expected to love and marry within their own clans. He looked at the puddle of water on the leaf to his other side of him. His brilliant blood red orbs looking back up at him, his hair had fallen into his face. It was black the color of a raven's wing and as straight as the horizon and it was grown to the bottom of his ears and he let it always hang loose. Nyx did not look like any of the other fairies of any of the clans in the whole forest. Forest Fairies never had black hair or red eyes. Even his wings were discolored. They were of a black background with purple red and black slashes all over them. He also a head taller then even the tallest of the other fairies and was stronger by far then the strongest of the Forest Fairies.

His nose upturned slightly and his cheeks are high and his jaw line was cut sharp. His figure and features made him look like a painting drawn to utter perfection. But he did not see him self like this. He thought of him self as an ugly creature. He wondered how Alura could ever love him. He thought he was a fool to go after such a beautiful creature as his Alura, when he himself was so ugly.

So he sat there turning over these thoughts in his head. Thinking of his love and the reasons he might have been cursed with being different. Nyx placed his head in his lands and looked out onto the rising sun, which painted the color of blood across the sky. Nyx knew this sign and it meant that blood had been spilt this past night. He got up quickly and took off towards his clan and Alura's.