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"What shall we name the child?" Asked lillyanne. Holding her newborn in her arms, stoking lightly the child's head with her soft satin gloves. "How about, Morgana?" Said the newborns father grinning and occasionally peering down at the baby and gazing into her eyes of the winter sky. "Perfect." Lilliannne said giving an embrace to her husband, crying happy tears and sniffing onto his shoulder. "Our first child. What a dream it is!" Or so they thought. Meet Morgana. Most people are mesmerized by her, enchanting blue eyes. Every part has a story. Her parents were confused why she didn't resemble at all like them or even their ancestors. She had fair white skin with hair as black as the feathers as a crow, light dimpled freckles peppered lightly on her cheeks. While her parents couldn't wait to have a childhood with their daughter. They didn't. Morgana was living in the royal castles cell for her entire life because, of her powerful touch. When her parents touched her they passed.
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This story begins in the country of Britannia. A country where several certain races live with one another. And at the center of these races stood a girl. A beautiful girl with wild molten hair and eyes that reflected the universe. She was the creation of love and the child of wilderness. She was someone full of wisdom, wisdom she had gathered from centuries of experience. Many don't know how she was born, some saying that she was the daughter of the blazing sun while others say that she was born from ashes during an alluring eclipse. The name they called her? Malaika Kya. Angel from the diamond sky. For eons she wandered, visiting many kingdoms and gaining many friends. She battled battles that many would have died from, protecting those she holds dear. Slowly, her family began to grow. Person by person, home by home, kingdom by kingdom. Her heart spreading the biggest of wings. But then it happened. The one she loved most was attacked, almost dying because of someone's idiocy. And so she fought. She fought for her dying family, soon gaining the powers of the internal flame buried deep inside her. Screeching her painful cry, she fought in her new form with all her might. But it wasn't enough as it's hand sprouted from her body. Tears fell from the eyes of her lover, his eyes wide as he watched her body wither in pain. Hey dark eye were gentle a she watched his physical pain disappear, his wounds sealed shut as he snatched her closer one more time. Softly she apologized, saying words she wanted so badly to say before sealing their goodbye with a kiss. After one last smile, she disappeared into the fire below, her body dissipating into the molten flames as her words echoed into the soundless wind. "Mind telling me about that promise again?"

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