The Battlefield Of Broken Hearts

"It probably doesn't matter for you. People see a fairy and think cute. Someone sees my race, and its all darkness and evil. I look like a normal human when walking, but the things that identify me for what I am are my wings," Reed muttered, looking at his feet. He raised his face and smiled. "So, everybody happy? Let's get going!"

 

Ok I'll say in my fairy form...and yep I'm happy *she smiled*

 

"So, what are your stories?" Reed asked the group as the carts rumbled along. A phoenix swooped down and perched on his shoulder. "Intresting people have intresting backgrounds, and you guys are intresting people for sure."

 

I don't have an interesting story unless you say that I used to live in a fairy village then I went out for a few hours came back and everything was destroyed leaving me to think that I was the only one left...thats why I'm travling to see if there are any more fairy's like me left

 

"Don't worry, you'll probably find them. What about you two?" Reed asked, tunring towards the others.

 

Where is everyone?

 

OOC Sorry if I don't talk I'm away for a week strarting this wednesday 23rd of july

 

"Hey Sharix, Wes. Know nay intresting games?" Reed asked as he he carved a symbol into the wagon's boards.