For years, Calissa has dreamed of her curse breaking. But when it finally does, she was in no where prepared for what happened next.
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Years have passed since she has escaped the tower and all the weakness she had formed are now stuffed insi...
The girl above is Calissa. In this picture she has long hair, so just imagine her with short hair.
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For a task that seemed so simple, Calissa never knew it could be so hard to actually accomplish. It seemed that whenever she didn't want to see him, Lionel was always around. But now that she actually needed something from him, he was nowhere in sight. Sometimes, these things never made any sense.
She leaned against a rough tree, shading her head from the sun with her hand. Today was one of the rare days they had a break from training. And, as a result, on that morning, she had found many sleeping bodies that oddly resembled dead bodies. If it were not for the loud snoring, she'd think something had happened.
Since they had been training non-stop for the past few weeks, the generals had agreed to let them rest for today. Everyone was more than grateful and proceeded to make the best of it. And as everyone else was chatting their heads off in the dining room, here she was trying to find the prince and stalk him until she could get his key. Yes, that sounded like a fine way to spend her day off.
If only she had a library, she could find out what The Link was instead of wasting her time waiting for him. She sighed, sliding down to the ground. The grass tickled her bare feet as the foliage did little to block the harsh sunlight from her face. She plucked a few weeds from the ground, twirling them in her finger.
A couple of men caught her attention as they passed, their laughter echoing in her ears. She didn't recognize them, meaning they probably belonged to a troop under different commander. They seemed to brush by her existence, not even acknowledging that she was there. Staring at the plant in her hand, she pretended not to care about theirs either.
"...glad we have a day off," one of them said, stretching his hands above his head. He was abnormally tall for a human, almost twice her size. But, then again, she was abnormally short for a human.
"Agreed," another replied. His voice was deep and raspy. The wind picked up around her, the sound of the rustling trees mute the some of the words coming out of his mouth, "...can be... so bossy... I wish... go away..."
