Elodis had always been a sassy and witty girl. While her attitude hadn't gotten her anywhere good by her 14th year, she hadn't changed a bit. She was a short girl with chestnut brown hair that went to the middle of her back. Nobody really knew how long her hair was except for her and her family though, because she normally kept it up in buns, a ponytail, or anything of the sort. As long as it was out of her face, she was fine. There was natural red highlights in her hair, in fact, it looked red in the sunlight. The girl had pale, and icy blue eyes. Some would describe them as "able to give someone brainfreeze just by looking in them too long." When Elodis met silver- as everyone called her- she wasn't pleasantly surprised. Their parents were trying to make them become friends of all things. Elodis pretended to be fine and happy, until their parents left. She turned to silver and said simply: "I know that neither of us are liking this already." She crossed her arms, huffing quietly. She did not like this girl already; and she wasn't planning to even try to lighten up anytime soon.
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The Silver Stream
FantasyThe war in Silvia and Elodie's homeland, or kingdom, they didn't care which, had been happening for years now. But when the kingdom gets desperate, the tweens take the fate of the kingdom into their own hands.
