Lesbian Smut/fluff

Hoping for my lovers return -Tillies part

A/N hi hello, this part my dear best friend wrote. we own these characters. please do not use them or "make them your own". we worked hard on these characters. 

 Who are we?

 Who are we? Are we the children of Adam and Eve? Bound by greed and mistakes and a selfishness for fruits? Or are we birthed from Mother Nature? No. We are not either. We were not born to a man and woman. We were not born to the mother of all things. We were sculpted. Sculpted by a woman no one remembers. Blossomed and cared for in her tender home. To this day we can still see a version of our splendid mother. Though she herself has been hidden and tucked away for none to see.

  She was a beauty indeed. Skin so pale it looked like iridescent lavender, or maybe a soft yellow, like the opposite of the simpsons. Her eyes had colors never seen before by man, and her voice was a quiet silvery sound. She had wondered the world since its creation. She had created things without knowing how. LIke an elephant named Lotus that always stays the size of her hand. Unbeknownst to her was how she was here, but thats really no matter, as Tillie loved it here. She liked the birds chirping, and the crickets singing. She liked the splashing of the waves and the swaying of pine trees. Mostly, she liked the hot headed creature that came to visit her. Everyday for a month another being she had seen. The thing called itself a viking, and stated that one day she would create others like her. This all seemed strange. Afterall, how can you make a being just like yourself when there is only one such like you. But I never questioned. It was easier to listen to this creatures insane stories rather than argue over the matter of the fact: there are just none out there such like us. So everyday I would wait, petting Lotus. And at the crack of dawn came the odd being. It called itself Alice, and was quite cute. Alice acted strong, unafraid, and even attempted to be scary. But that was a fail. She was to bubbly, to sweet and awkward. That was alright though. Tillie let her hold her fantasies. They soon became fond of each other. Perhaps you could call it love, of course they didn't know this.

  It was in a quiet jungle they stayed for years. A small wooden shack to sleep, but other than that it was covered in trees, flowers filled with magic you would never believe, and small river that would fill with mud every other day. They were content, peaceful, and most importantly in love. THings did not stay this way for long. One night, Tillie had awoken from her slumber. The crickets had stopped singing, which I found quite odd. I turned back, and found Alice gone. Staying as calm as possible I walked out of our sweet little shack and could not believe the distress. The flowers bed were ripped out and thrown. Mud had been vaulted everywhere and enver tree was carved with weird symbol that resembles a flower. The worst thing? Alice was nowhere to be found. Tillie searched everywhere, across the continents, leaving the creation of animals and mammals in her wake. When she could no longer or any farther in jungles she fabricated fairies to search. When Tillie could no longer search the deep seas she formed mermaids. It was to no avail.Tillie became heartbroken, her pain was overpowering. Alice was nowhere to be found.

 Eventually she turned homeward. Feeling overthrown and beaton. The only thing that resemble any joy in her life was little Lotus, but poor Lotus had become ill, it wasn't much longer. On a warm dawn of spring, Tillie rose from her bed. Alice had been missing for almost two weeks, and nether the fairies nor mermaids had found side of life. Tillie gathered Alice's things, and with little sick Lotus tromping behind her set of for the creek of mud. She sat at the edgebank, and began drowning any memories of alice. Tillie had conjured a scared flower in memoir for Alice. The inside was golden like her beautiful hair. The petals white and pure, such as was their love, then grazed down to pink, a bubbly color like Alice's personality. Picking up poor Lotus, she placed him in the flower and sent him afloat on the mud. Sighing, and barley holding back tears, Tillie submerged herself in the mud completely. It is there she stays, waiting for her lover's return. Flowers for the first time bloomed in the mud from Tillie's tears beneath the mud. From these flowers came the creation of females. Their bodies sculpted from mud and born from the flowers. One had come across the flower holding little departed lotus. Every female was born understanding everything in the world, and each had one objective, to bring Alice home. Eventually they travelled. Mermaids had gone to deep in the sea and never returned, while fairies had eventually died off. All females roamed around the earth and died off. But more just replaced them. This is how females were made, you'll have to talk to Alice to know the rest.