Adhira blinked at her mentor. She certainly was beautiful, the fairy could see it clearly. "O-oh...Okay! I'm ready!" She replied, mustering up the the most confident smile she could, but failing miserably. Straightening her yellow wings, the girl wondered what Queen Ree would help her with; seeing as Adhira still didn't know what powers she has.
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
"Goodmorning. We are going to the library" I must introduce you to our librarian, and hopefully to check out a book that will help reveal the true power of your talent" From just looking at her student Queen Ree could tell that she was anxious to discover her powers. With a smile Ree said "Lets get going. The Library can get crowded."
Nodding shyly, Adhira followed Queen Ree, her pace quiet and slow. Her eyes were staring down, gaze fixed on the uninteresting ground. This was going to be hard for her. Her first day fairy training. And she didn't even know her power. How ridiculous she felt! The pretty blonde girl sighed heavily, concluding in her mind that she'll never live up to the other fairy mentors, or even students. Folding her thin arms lightly over her chest, Adhira continued to walk with her mentor.
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
OOC: Not much, most of the students are still in their dorms. I am taking Adhira to the Library! :)
When the reached the library Queen Ree flew in. "Ah, Good morning Mist. Are you in good health?" Mist smiled "Yes I am well, thank you so much for asking. Now if I may ask who might this be?" Ree Smiled, she knew her student was special and she loved talking about her. "This is Adhira my student, this is her first day. Adhira this is mist. Mist this is Adhira" Mist smiled and nooded " Great to meet you. Are you looking for a book?" "Ah Yes," Queen Ree replied. "Do you happen to have the book Talents in today?" "Yes. Here one moment" Mist closed her eyes for a moment and when they opened back up the book was in her hand "Here you are!" Thank you for Visiting the Library!" Ree smilled and flew off with her student on her right. "Now Adhira" Queen Ree said handing her the book" Please open to chapter 12." Her student Obeyed and flipped open the book. There lay two pages Queen Ree intended her to read. And they were:
Adhira read the pages out loud, her voice quiet and nervous. Once she was done, the girl stared up at Queen Ree. "I don't understand..." She whispered, cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she stood there, embarrassed. "How can a book do that? I've never imagined such a thing..." She bit her bottom lip hard, so hard that a small trickle of blood dripped from it. A shiver crept up her spine, all of a sudden, and she nearly jumped back.
-- Edited by Emberpaw at 01:34, 2008-10-08
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
"Ah Adhira. You can never Doubt the power of our combined magic. Anything is possible. Now we will be doing the second exersize, you will get your own book and we will practice, I have a special feeling that you may get the journal" SHe watched her students face and Ree smilled a great big smile
Adhira furrowed her eyebrows, frustration coursing through her veins. "Improvasto Deleneto..." She murmured, eyelids closing over the blue orbs that were known as her eyes. The fairy felt an object in her hand, that was slightly heavy, but still quite light. She shot her eyes open, and stared at the purple notebook, which was resting in her soft and delicate hands. It's side was decorated with pressed flowers of all types, most small. Her name was printed in bold letters on the cover, with a sub-title underneath, though she didn't bother to read. Times New Roman, she supposed the font was.
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.