It is winter in the villiage where I opened my flower shop four years ago. The villiage of Cene'trey is gloomy and dark, covered in a mist that seems to be the only other colour, other than my shop and outfit, in the whole place. My full name is Ele'nna Jane Karmin Midnight and I still haven't told anyone. The flower shop is named Miranda Midnight's Flowers and That was what my mother had always dreamed of doing, opening her very own flower shop and I have given her some peace finally. This winter has had a splendid impact on the flower's that I have been growing. Everyone wants something bright and long lasting to bring life back to their homes but the winter has become far too cold for anyone to want to go outside. Unfortunately to seem normal, I have to dress warmly, it is still a nice feeling though. Everyone now knows the girl I created as Acidia Black, everyone fears her, hates her, says bad things about her and I hear all of thier complaints as I am one of the only lesuire shops still open. They belive that I speak the villiages so called "hero", when, to me,he is the villian as I'm just trying to avenge my family, give myself peace of mind, protect myself, survive and I even protect a lot of the towns-people from kingsguard that try to hurt them, and yet, they still see me as the villian, the bad guy, the evil goddess. The amount of injuries I have had from their asshole of a "hero" and kingsguard is beyond count and I have to pretend that I'm fine, I also have to protect my home from him. Now the villiage is crawling with slave-traders that seel people to the fat, rich bastards and their hero even helps the slave-traders . I stop them as much as I can, but Acidia hasn't done anything in quite a while. When I am in my true form, I look much like my father did before he was murdered; long, caramel brown hair, hazel eyes, lighlty tanned skin, small amount of musclesmall, delicate looking hands, slim fingers, clean fingernails, thin eyebrows, large hips, medium sized waiste, medium sized breasts, long eyelashes, pale pink lips, tall and avereage sized body all around.
I had just been out picking wild flowers and stocked the store up with them. It was full of more spring-like flowers now as winter was almost passing and I was watering my plants when a strange man came in. He is taller than me, had dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, a medium build and is wearing black pants, a grey top and a long brown jacket to keep out the cold.
"Good morning" He says with a cheerful smile, which makes me realise that he is one of those annoying, always happy villiager's. "Not so happy today, are you? Whats wrong?"
"Hmm? Oh no, sorry, I'm just a little tired. I was just out collecting more flowers, as you can see. Bussiness has actually been better than most winter's though" I say, putting on a weary smile.
"Yes, must be because it is so dark this time round and you are so colourful."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Oh, I mean the flowers" He says, starting to trip over his words, "It is very colourful in here."
"Yes, spring is almost here though. Is there anything you are looking for in particualr?"
"Well yes and no, I want to ask you some questions about a person in particular. Would that be alright?
"Of coarse you can, I shall close the shop so we are not disturbed"
"Brilliant idea," We speak of my family, where I live, my past, my shop but I lie about all of it, apart from the name. I tell him I named it that after my mother because she went missing a long while ago. He stops suddenly, here it comes, the real reason as to why he is here.
"Do you know much about Acidia Black?"
"I know she is a bitch who makes people belive my shop is cursed with her magic, but she is a spirit of the mountain and she does protect some of us. She picks out certain people to attack, have you noticed? She always attacks that guy that tries to stop her, but I'm sure she'd have her reasons, I mean everyone does." I say as calmly as possible.
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Acidia Black
Short StoryA fight to end the lives of a family that was seen as a danger is just the beginning of this young girl's life. She leaves and becomes very popular and bloodthirsty, craving what she wants most. Freedom, peace of mind and revenge on those who have w...