All was dark. For many months now the sun had fallen and appeared to have no hope of returning. World wide despair. All was grey. Always grey.
In the middle of this decaying land was a field of bent, dead grass. Amongst its nest of missery stood a teenage girl, alone. Her faded brown hair was forced in all directions by the whirling winds. Onwards she walked, as though walking was all she'd ever known, into the surrounding forest.
It wasn't long before the trees tangled shadows engulfed her. Little did she know that as she walked hundreds of tiny eyes watched her movement, awaiting there comand. At her presence the eyes of Pixies had stopped there glearfulness and turned to evil glares. There was an intruder. Each crouched on the branch where it stood like a solider preparing to charge. Deviling tails of midnight blue swished egarly behind they pointed heads. Upon one branch, close to where the girl was walking, a pixie stood. He was different from the others, bigger, darker and a thorny crown sat upon his head. The king of the pixies. His wings began to beat and soon they were joined by the beating of others wings. The king gave a high pitched wail and leashed anachey.
Downwards pixies bombed towards the girl. They scratched at her skin with there pointed tails, they tore at her eyes with there pointed nails and ate her flesh with vengful wails. Bashing pixies away with her bleeding hand the girl screamed for mercy.
As the forest grew darker with the approaching night the girl could fight no longer. Towards the ground she fell. Her heart beat slowed in her chest. With her fallen body below there pointed feet the pixie formed a circle and began to chant. "taunt us and hurt us let them try, for above them here we fly, bite and cut until they die, beware of the pixies battle cry"
Suddenly a glimmer of light shined through the curled leaves and in the beaming light stood a girl like an angel. Her sparkling eyes gave a warning look as she glided toward the pixies. With her approach the pixies charged but as they got a metre away from eligence they touched the glow of an angel. As they did there faces fell and there wings slowed. Gently they drifted off into sleep, a fell like feathers to the dark red ground.
The beautful girl stepped forward and placed her hand over the heart of the fallen girl. Blood disappeared and cuts faded and her heart beat louder then ever. Life was restored. Her saphire eyes shot open and a silver necklace with her name 'lucy' feel back into its place round her neck as she began to stand. As she did light broke free around her radiating from michelle. Beams of colour and life swarned outwards across the land. The grass stood up tall and green, flowers of ever colour bloomed and the sky became baby blue.
Lucy stood in owe of the girl but modest as she was she simply reached out her arms and gave a hug to the life she had saved. Lucy's arms wrapped tightly around her waist. The pair were motionless for a while not wanting to part. Eventually the broke apart and walked into the awakening sun hand in hand the restored world looking on with a smile.
