"It's almost time," Said a red-haired woman,with a red jewel in the centre of her chest, standing on stage as she continued, "we must stay strong for Rose's sake, she would not want us to be upset, she would want us to continue on as normal."
"Who will replace Rose?" Asked a green-hair man, standing at the far end of the crowd.
"Rose hasn't given me an answer yet but I will let everyone know as soon as possible. Meeting adjourned." And with that, the red-haired woman lifted her glittery red wings and flew off to a little cottage on the branch of an oak tree. She rang the doorbell and an elderly woman, with blue hair,green eyes and shimmering blue wings, opened the door.
" Leona! It is lovely to see you. Come inside!" She said as she went to the kitchen. "Would you like a cup of tea?"
"No, thank you," She said, "Rosie, you know why I'm here."
"Oh, yes. I have made my choice." She said.
"How have you been feeling?" Asked Leona. "Is the pain flaring up again?"
" Yes, but I've gotten used to it." She said with a shrug but as soon as she moved her, she felt a piercing pain in her shoulder and she fell to the floor.
"Rose! Are you okay?" She cried as she rushed to Rosie's side.
"I'm fine. Are the arrangements ready?" She asked as she straightened herself.
"Everything for the ceremony is ready and all that is left is to make your decision." She said.
"All right then, I will see you tonight." She said and went to her wardrobe to pick out a dress.
"I will be going now." She said and walked out the door.
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Inside a pink room, a man was telling his daughter a bedtime story.
"Daddy, why is the fairy-waydee sick?" She asked with her eyebrows furrowed.
"She was old, sweetheart. That is what happens when you get old, you get sick and you will go to that special place in the sky." He said.
"You ahh olwd, are you sick?" She asked.
"No, angel. I am not that old," he said, "do you want to hear the end of the story?"
"Yes, daddy." She said.
"Okay, at the ceremony all the fairies in the land came ..."
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The Street Lamp
ContoThis is a short story I wrote when I was younger and now I want everyone to enjoy it This is a story about the origin of the street lamp's light, full of magic and wonder and slightly morbid.
