You're a Demon?! Yet? Your Not Bad? (On Hiatus)

Chapter 1: The Demon of Mythharbor

"The Sun on the Farm, glister outside from a window, onto a girl in a Strew matted bed, Covered by her one coverlet blanket, Sewed together by her mother, a Blanket she cherishes I was made by the warmth love of her family."
Rosa was the only child, she was only 12 years old, but she had a knack for the Curiosity and once the sun rose high in the sky, her adventures were about to begin for the day."

"Rosa Rushed out of that bed, she headed to an elevated platform his invented herself to help her slide down faster, like on a pole."
Good morning!, Said Rosa."
Oh Rosa, looks like the little adventurer is up just as suspected, said Eve."
Eve is Rosa's Mother, she looked at her daughter with an exhausted expression."
Please don't run into trouble you have to promise me that sweetheart!, Said Eve begging her daughter."
I know mom, I'm gonna be good, where's dad?, Said Rosa."
Out on the farm where he is, after breakfast go see if he needs help, you may have you take some things into Town to sell, said Eve."

"Ok, Aya Aya Captain!, Said Rosa with a Giggle."
Yep that's my little girl, said Eve scratching Rosa on her head."
Rosa heads outside into the farm, Her father, Philip is holding a sickle and cutting up wheat making three piles, ones to sell, ones to store for the family, and ones that look too sickly and need to be thrown away."
"On good morning Rosa, take a look at this, we've got a good harvest set up, said Philip."
Yep, I'm ready for an adventure, got anything for me, daddy?, Said Rosa."
Yes, I don't see that first pile, pick it up and bring it with you, I'll put it in a basket you can take to the village, said Philip."

"They did just that, "Bye I'll be back!, Said Rosa."
Yes I know you would, remember do not talk to people you're unfamiliar with unless they want to buy the supplies you got, said Philip."
Ok, said Rosa."
Rosa's family farm is near the Village of Mythharbor, a village by the harbor named for it, and the residences of the village who are all kinds of descendants of mythical creatures from old."

"Rosa crossed over the stone bridge, passed to Two pixie children one about her age, the other older being an older sibling, watching their little sibling near the river that's so clear and fresh that River led out into the Sea."
Their wings like dragonflies down, they looked at Rosa as crossed the stone bridge knowing her they waved hello and she waved back before going into the village."
She took the wheat and other crops that Philip Harvested to the grocer, a friendly green goblin with a long crooked nose."
Well hello there Rosie, got some new goodies from your father Phil I see?, Said The Green Goblin."

"Rosa calls him "Mr. Goblin", everyone in Mythharbor was peaceful, that's what the nature of the town was they were a community of the impossible."

"Like my daddy says "we've got a good harvest set up", said Rosa with a smile."
Good, good, here's the trade from today's sale, said Mr. Goblin gives her gold pieces in a bag, after that Rosa sets off to explore the town a little and chill in the sunlight, she then overheard two housewives gossiping, with Rosa's good ears she overheard what they were talking about."

"I can't believe what happened last winter?"
Yes it's very sad, the mother of Shouko and Sareash, hasn't come out of the cottage what if she gets the illness?"
I wouldn't know, I'm still at a loss of what Sareash was thinking of taking his ill-fated sister into that cold."
Well you better not say it out loud his spirit might hear you!"

"Sareash and Shouko?, I haven't heard their names in a while......no one mom had that talk with me about death, not like I know it's gonna happen eventually, said Rosa."
Rosa then had a thought she would go to the Field of Flowers and make a bouquet of her mother to put in the dining room."
She went there as it was the blooming season."
Wow!, Blooming season!, this would be perfect for momma with Fresh flowers to add, Said Rosa."
Rosa went into the field and picked some flowers turning them into a bouquet, and When she was picking she felt something was watching her."