The Mythicals [discontinued]

Just a Memory

There was someone in the garden.

The young prince had never seen someone else other than the servants in the castle. She had long mahogany hair, stunning electric blue eyes and paper white skin. She had two dark purple wings that protruded from her shoulder blades, both covered in silky black feathers that shone in the dim moonlight that passed through the leaves of the rowan tree she was hiding in. Her blue eyes seemed calm and a glimmer of curiosity sparkled in the center of her pupil.  She carried a bow and a quiver of arrows on her back, her right arm hugged one of her legs and the other leg hung loosely against the curvy trunk of the old rowan tree. 

"Who are you?" He asked curiously. She pondered for a moment in silence. You could see her eyebrows furrow together in thought.

"I am me." She replied cheerfully. 

The young prince scrunched up his nose in bewilderment. She giggled and  jumped down from her perch on the branch before smiling at the prince.

"I'll be seeing you soon..."

She beat her wings once, twice and up she went, the prince watched as she took flight in the dark night sky on her raven wings, flying further and further away.

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