"Hello there stranger! I'm Sylph, I'm the author's 'character' in most of her stories. I'm just slightly more confident than her," a girl teenager says straight to your nonexistent face. She has pitch black hair that is cut a little above shoulders, messy is a good word to describe it with. Her eyes appear to be equally black but, put into a light you can tell the obvious blue undertones were mixed in with the dark brown. Pale skin, tinge darker than one might expect, Asian descent was prominent. Comfy looking clothing was the only thing notable about her outfit aside from a necklace with a single tear-shaped jewel covered in spirals of silver.
"So with my introduction out of the way, let me explain why I can talk to you," Sylph said as she started to pace around. "I'm one of the three characters that can break the fourth wall and speak and explain things here, so for the first few anecdotes I'll be your guide. After all," Sylph says a light grin taking the place of her previously blank face, "Who's the best guide through this mess of stories? Well, the personification of the stories' author of course! So with that out of the way, let's begin!"
Sylph jumps up in the air, grabs your hand and rushes forward into who-knows-what.
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So, yeah. First time publishing anything so, if one person reads this and leaves a comment, a life goal of mine will be complete. Cya!
~Sylph
Published 4/21/17
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Fantasy Misadventures
RandomA group of misadventures told by whoever the author wants it to be told by. Or, one-shots in any of the worlds I've created. (Yeah right, this is just short stories that Sylph wanted to write)
