(Aunt Licillia's P. O. V.)
She was the perfect baby. She was what our race calls a perfection. She had thick dark hair. She had russet skin. She had the most beautiful sky blue eyes that were considered a rarity among our race. Most children are born with eyes as green as the forest or as brown as the soil. They were slanted slightly upwards, giving her an exotic look that only royalty had. Those rare exotic eyes were framed by luscious black lashes. And arching high above them were perfectly formed pencil thin eyebrows. She was a perfection. And there was only one person who blamed her for it. Me. I was vain. My name is Licillia. I am known as Queen Licia.
I was a rarity as well. I am not overly pretty, but my voice is intoxicating. When I sing, the whole forest is under my spell and at my mercy. My voice, however is not as beautiful as hers.
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Cursed perfection
FantasíaTylla De Vida lives in a world of magic, fairytales, and adventure. She is a beautiful person inside and out...with a dark secret and strange magic corrupting her life...a life that is supposed to be perfect in this land of magic and love.
