This story is a short story written by me (of course), that is the beggining (first story) of my 'Adventures of Anya' (working title) series that I'm working on. (Any characters, and some races or characteristics of races (like the Pixies' glow) are my own, please don't steal them. Thank you)
This was a faerie tale I wrote for my lit class senior year in high school. I got an A and was really proud of it because I know I suck at writing.
This is actually a paper I did for my Roman civ class, but I thought it told a story well, or could at least start one so right now I put it up as part one.
Things have been pissing me off. After a week, I finally sat down and wrote this short story. I will let people make their own interpretations