Y/N
A Simple Maiden with a pair of wings and a long history rotting in a lonely excile from the Kingdom she used too love
Calisto
One day she meets a Man named Philza,
What will happend between the two and the people they will meet? What will happe...
Sorry too only start writing it now i really don't have motivation but this chapter has been sitting here for a while now so let's get into it!
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Philza?"
She had spoken carefully, the male looked at her trying too read the expression the Women infront of him held, though getting nothing out of it, so instead he gave a simple answer upon hearing his name
"Yes?"
He seemed fascinated with her never had he seen a maiden with wings as white as snow it wasn't a colour know for Elytrian wings, if you even were one, before he could think more about the Maiden infront of him she had continued speaking
"That Name sounds very Calming"
She had spread her wings excitedly, she had company and that had made her happy enough too flap her wings. The male infront of her noticing this of course kept quite even if it amused him. She had continued studying the male infront of her, of course he noticed the maiden slipping glances towards him decided too keep quite about it though as he only got more amused before he could think further about the glances her wings were folded again and she had spoken up.
"What kind of fight caused this much damage? Some of your feathers are cut and you wings seem scratched"
She calmly asked the male while running around focusing only halfway on getting the materials she hadn't yet gotten too clean and treat the wounds and scratched on the man she had not noticed before, meanwhile the male in question got amused again upon seeing you run around with the tiniest bit of curiosity in your eyes, he couldn't blame you, it's not everyday an injured stranger comes too your lonely hut in the middle of the woods so he began too speak, sadly, quiter than he would've liked
"I was trying to protect my youngest from a person who has been on our families back for ages, I managed too escape but he had cut with the blade of his Axe few times, it was foolish of me too go and fight without a weapon but my youngest needed me"
The male had now calmy motioned toward his wounds while letting his wings sag and occasionally stretching them too help the maiden, who had seemed to start working on his wounds, out. All while releasing a breath he didn't know he held, she managed too treat them quick and efficiently, the maiden now spoke up again with a question and a soft tone to her voice wich the male found oddly calming.
"May I offer you some tea Philza?"
The Question caught the slightly comfortable male of guard causing him to only responded with a quick nod. He was admiring his now patched up wounds.
The maiden had already motioned for him too sit down at the table, wich he did right away as too not seem rude, and wait for her to come back with the tea. Not too long after the maiden had left she had already returned out of the kitchen with a steaming tea pot and sugar placing it on the desk infront of Philza now concentrating on sitting down herself. as Philza started too drink his still hot tea, the maiden had grabbed a book and started reading it infront of him letting her guard down slightly. The man infront of her started too grow curious.
"so what are you reading?"
She looked up, a slight bit of mischief in her eyes, she returned to looking at the book while simply answering his question.
"A book"
Of course by now she was chuckling at the man's curious face, it reminded her of her own, he was quick too recover from that though and asked another question being filled with curiosity about the Maiden infront of him.
"You have wings very similar to mine, did you grow up in the end?"
The male had now concentrated on your wings, again, being won over by them he was still amazed at how they sparkled and glowed like the stars in the endless Void of his homeworld. Though it seemed that this particular question had caught the maiden he found so beautiful off guard causing her too cast her E/C gaze on the male infront of her now answering a bit nervous. She of course was flooded with various thoughts, Could she tell him? She guessed it couldnt hurt too.
"No.."
She paused, looking at her snow coloured wings, she knew they had an unusual colour especially since both of her parents were of the End where white wasn't seen often, she had now looked back at the male who kept his full attention on the Maiden and not just her wings Anymore. He was curious he wanted too know more.
"I grew up here in the Over world though for the first 3 years of my life I was happy in the End, atleast that's what I know, after that I lived in a Kingdom I once loved and called my home, it was and still is called Calisto, My Family and Friends United to build the kingdom for people that had no place too go or were just different from others, like halfbreeds or people like you and me, My father had passed just after I turned 2 leaving me with nobody too teach me how too properly use my given Wings, so for me they have no use but being an extra weight to carry around on my back"
The male pondered for a bit not sure what to answer given the information he had just Recieved, finally gaining enough courage too speak up again.
"What about your mother Y/N?"
The Maiden looked at him and took a deep breath preparing herself too continue talking.
"She's a Loving and kind Enderman, she had sheltered me after I had been called a freak for having pure white wings something not necessarily common wich I'm sure you know, but she taught me how to create Enderpearls, though I did not inherite the power of teleportation or silk touch hands and also no looks that would give away that I am part Enderman none the less she has loved me dearly all her life"
The male nodded understanding what the maiden had told him for the most part that is, it made him think of his own childhood, surely the endless void surrounding the flying city's that the elytrians had called home weren't as pretty in the end as the Overworld had been with its colours but it had its own charms and beauty along with some things he had learned too love down there, he couldn't help but wonder what the maiden would think about it, what she would say upon seeing where both of them were from.
× To be Continued ×
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
×
Hope you enjoyed the reworked Chapter Were at 1149 words (Without this A/N)
