Chapter 1: Dark forests and misty mountains

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Have you ever wondered if fairies exist,  ever been afraid to go somewhere dark at night, ever thought you heard a sound in the depths of your house even though no one was there...                   Chances are you'll probably scorn at this and think "I'm not a kid ! It's all fairytales !"but your mistaken, very mistaken.

In the depths of gardens, on top of windswept moutains, in forgotten nooks, crannies, and ruins there are portals to a world, a world of pirates, pixies,dragons,dwarfs, creatures you've never seen before!The name of this forgotten place is... Fairyland.                                                                               

In a corner of this world, in a village buried deep in dark forests and topped by misty mountains, there lives a fairy-pixie who goes by the name of Aubrie-Jean Primula.

-Aubrie

And yeah, that's me . It's me who lives in a village filled by rotten old homophobic tory elves and unfortunately it's also me who has that weird name. My life is ok as it gets though ! I have a super nice mum (with a bad taste for names) , a really cute little brother and I live in a cottage which looks like it's out of a fairytale ( ironic I know ). But even though things are ok I've lived here 14 years already and sometimes enough is enough ! So tomorrow I'm going to the big city to start a new life. Well actually not really, I'm just going to stay with my uncle and his husband for a year, then I'll see if I want to go back to this rotten village! I bet you wonder why my mum stays here in the first place if it's so horrible! But the thing is that my mum works as a garden fairy in a human garden (cool right ?) and our village has a portal that leads to the human world so we kinda have to stay here for the moment. 

As well as staying with my uncle I'm also going to attend an art  school in the center of The Big City where I hope I'll meet plenty of cool people (unlike the local school here where all the students are stuck-up posh kids!) I leave tomorrow at 7 o'clock and I am sooooooooo looking forward to it !!!



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