When Anabella awoke the next morning on the mossy ground beneath a tree, with sunlight streaming down on her face, she felt an odd sensation in her back.
She sat up and looked behind her, only to see two wonderful wings upon her back, the colour of a dark night or a shadow that follows you around. She smiled upon seeing the wings knowing she had gained a new power, a power over the shadows, and knowing that they were a gift from her father.
Her father, who watched over her every day and who whispered every night to the wind (if you listen hard enough you can still hear the words today), my little faerie girl.
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My Little Faerie Girl
FantasyAnabella has never forgot the words her dad said to her the day she was born, and continued to say throughout her life, "You are a faerie, you are our faerie and you will grow up to be the best faerie this forest has ever seen, my little faerie girl...
