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Lullaby

I also don’t own much of the plot. I only changed up the plot and dialogues a little. I mostly only own what Flora and Sparky say, as well as how other characters react to their presence in the story, as well as their past. I also own Flora’s mother but not her father, who you will find out later in the story. (Feel free to guess who her father is. I won’t confirm or deny). So the credit for most of the dialogue goes to the Fairy Tail’s rightful creator - for creating such an amazing story - Hiro Mashima.

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Poem of the Day (I do not own these):

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,

Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,

When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.

    So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

In a land far far away. Lies the kingdom of Fiore. A small peaceful nation of 17 million and a place filled with magic. Found in every home. Bought and sold in every market place. For most magic is merely a tool. A mundane part of everyday life. For some however, magic is an art and they’ve devoted their lives to it’s practice. These are the wizards. Banded together into magical guilds. They plant their skills in search of fame and fortune. Many such guilds dot the landscape of Fiore. But there is a certain guild, In a certain town sores high above the rest. One from which countless legends have been born. A guild that will no doubt continue to create legends well into the future. It’s name is,

Fairy Tail

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“Natsu!” Flora cried. Jumping out of the magic mobile. “Are you ok?” she asks, worried for the dragon slayer.

“I’m fine. If you think I’m hurt, wait till you see the other guy.” Natsu says laughing.

Flora turns around and sees Erigor’s knocked out body on the side of the train tracks. ‘Natsu, how much have you grown since I last saw you.’ she can’t help but think. But then the woman smiles to herself. ‘Natsu... I’m quite happy. If you and the others continue to grow as you do and if you continue to allow your emotions to guide you but not control you, despite what Laxus says, I have no doubt in my heart or my mind that our guild will continue to prosper.’