Historias de Diary-style

People always think I'm disturbed by being The Second. It's cretinous, really. Because when those words follow my name, it doesn't put me in second place; it's a symbol that I am the start of a dynasty. It is a symbol that I have come from a place of high standards, and that I will live up to standards even higher. Understood? If this simple theory doesn't make sense, then don't read this. Some people can't catch up with me, and it's a shame if you're one of them, but alas, you shall have to deal with it yourself. My name is Artemis Fowl. The Second. [Actual A/N: Okay so like, I'd honesty advice y'all to skip the first two chapters. They're badly written (and thought of at like 3am), and I lack the guts to actually read through it again and edit it, so like.. yeah, you can just skip to the 'Q & A' chapter, and ask what you want or just read what others have ask. Also, feel free to give chapter-topic requests! Thanks!]

I think my week had been basically all yadayadayada and until on Thursday night, when I heard voices while walking past room 113. No one had checked into the room this summer or any summer, but as far as I knew, it was very far from being haunted. As quietly as possible, I managed to pry a few inches of the door open. I felt my eyes widen, in shock, sort of, because Jason and Grace were sitting in a circle of lit white candles and at the center of the circle was a man wearing clothes that may have been totally in style, maybe during the French Renaissance. And his feet weren't touching the floor. Jason and Grace were chanting in some strange language, but half way through, the man turned towards me, and so did Grace and Jason. Busted. That's when I saw the fake oriental blue and while china vase.

Ivy wakes up in a dream world and discovers the world of Merfairés, Mermaids with the capacities for magic fairés. She's unable to remember her name, her identity or when she got there. And as she begins to get to know the creatures better, she finds out that she's not the only human there. There are others. She meets a man who calls himself Reese and a boy named Fray. They've been there long enough to find out that the creatures survived on dreams. The generation they were from had been getting addicted to virtual life so much that many have stopped dreaming. They were experiencing their daily lives through virtual reality. Merfairéland was fading away. Desperate to keep their world going, somehow they’d managed to trap some people into a never-ending dream. You shouldn't fall for people in a dream, what would happen when you wake up? More importantly how do you wake up?

A day in the life of a girl who carries too much in silence-too many unspoken words, too many tears unseen. Through music, thoughts, and letters, she unravels the weight of her heart. Sometimes, freedom comes softly, like wings in the morning light.