Floras POV:
I hummed to myself as I sat in the field of grass, under the heat of the sun, and continued to make my daisy chain.It was a really nice day today. The sun was shining down on me without a cloud in the sky and there was barely any wind.
Once I had finished the chain, I connected both ends together to turn it into a crown then placed it on top of my head.
There...
I got my phone out and looked at my reflection with a smile.
I look pretty.
Something falling through the trees ahead of me caught my attention, making me flinch as I looked over to it.
My heart began to beat faster as I slowly stood up and tried to look at what it was.
I should go home...
But it was only a small bird, which was now writhing on the floor in pain.
Oh no!
I ran over to it then kneeled down to get a closer look at it.
There was blood seeping out of its neck like it had been bitten and I frowned as I examined it further.
How did this happen?
I looked up into the woods, trying to find anything that could've done this to the poor bird but saw nothing.
"It's okay..." I whispered softly as I gently held the bird in my hands. "I can help you."
I closed my eyes and focused on the injured bird, then felt the life rush out my body and into the bird, making me feel light headed. When I opened my eyes again the wound was all healed and the bird was fine again.
I leaned back then let go and watched it fly away with a smile.
Mom and dad would kill me if they saw that I did it again...
I heard a twig snap in the woods, making me look over there instantly.
Oh no... what's there?
I slowly stood up then turned around before I quickly ran across the grass to make my way home, but suddenly someone stopped in front of me, making me crash into them and fall into the ground.
Ouch...
I looked up to see a man with pale, almost luminescent skin, and very strange bright orange eyes.
Something about him gave me a bad feeling and made me feel very scared.
"Dad!" I went to shout before I could even get it out, the man had me in his arms with a hand slapped over my mouth.
No- what's happening!
"I think it's time for you to take a nap, little witch."
He blew something into my face, then everything started to go blurry before I fell asleep.
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Flora (ON HOLD)
FantasiFlora. An innocent nineteen year old, who has incredible abilities, but doesn't know why. Alexander. A ruthless, power hungry vampire, who's been searching for centuries for a witch powerful enough to complete a certain spell for him. What happens...