“Elves are wonderful. They provoke wonder.
Elves are marvellous. They cause marvels.
Elves are fantastic. They create fantasies.
Elves are glamorous. They project glamour.
Elves are enchanting. They weave enchantment.
Elves are terrific. They beget terror.
The thing about words is that meanings can twist just like a snake, and if you want to find snakes look for them behind words that have changed their meaning.
No one ever said elves are nice.
Elves are bad.”  

 ―    Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies    


Nathanny: “Don’t you think it’s a time to tell us what’s this all about? Goddes?! Why didn’t you tell us such important thing?”
Primrose: “I’m
suddenly not feeling too well so I can’t answer your questions. Sorry, Sixamian.”, she blinked archly.
Vivilly: “That’s a
Primrose: “But it’s mine bullshit so respect it, princess.”

She said it sneeringly with a gleam of disdain in her white eyes. It was only a play for her. She had no intentions to tell some Sixamian and Nilfl’amian anything - she found it entertaining. It was a game in which she had a lead. The more irritated they were, the more fun she had. It wasn’t obviously anything personal, she didn’t hate them as an aliens - she was only done with their races. She was done with Sixamians who happened to know everything, especially when it came to things she loved - engineering and technology. She was done with Nilfl’amians who were the greatest and the most powerful. She hated the feeling of being less then them and those were the reasons why she decided to take her chance and mock Nathanny and Vivilly.

However, Krystyn wasn’t amused by her actions. It was a pain in the ass that Primrose tried to complicate everything. He sighed with boredom.

Krystyn: “Prim, please stop. They deserve to know who The First is.”
Primrose: “Okay, okay. Just stop yelling at me. Your voices are annoying.”

She looked around and sighed.

Primrose: “Ok, so I can quess that y’all know the stories about the beginning of our world. First was Chaos and then boom! Everything was created.”
Krystyn: “
Uh, Prim…”, he shook his head. The way how she was explaining the history of their Universe was… unique, but it was too extraordinary to actually explain anything. “Ok, at first there was a Chaos. Nobody knows who they are or maybe was, however…”
Primrose: “No, we
know who they were.”, she interrupted him and of course it was on purpose. “The first mass that contained energy, magic, all the atoms and known powers in this world.”
Krystyn: “Thank you.”,
he declared. “So back to the history, they didn’t create everything all at once but started with creating gods. At first there were only eight of them…”
Primrose: “
Seven actually, because Saphienne was created few years later.”
Krystyn: “Seven.”
, he choked. She was slowly getting on his nerves which wasn’t common to see. “So one of those gods was Feareil, also called The First Fairy. She is the creator of all of us. She formed fairies - our ancestors - but I think it’s not the story for now.”
Primrose: “Yeah, too many informations are harmful.

Vea was observing all of them and tried to remember all of their words. First fairies? She read about it long time ago, when her family was still alive. And this story didn’t have a happy ending.



Vea: “It’s funny here.”
Safael: “Funny?
Really? From all the words funny?”
Vea: “Hey, what’s wrong with it?”
Safael: “Well, I would use completely different word…”
Vea: “Which is?”
Safael: “Uh, well I’d call it…”

“…the time when I want to kiss you but I’m not confident enough to do so…”

Safael: “…Ok, funny is nice.”
Vea: “Nice? You’re calling funny
nice? Really? From all the words nice?”
Safael: “Stop teasing with me.”
Vea: “Because what?”

Because you both were lying on the ground, face to face, close and too close, touching yours hands… and whispering “I **** you” in your thoughts while looking deep into each other’s eyes.

Safael: “Because you don’t want to know what I’d do if…”
Vea: “If blah blah blah. Just
show me, silly.”

He raised a brow. Show her? She did wanted him to show her? Alright then, he’s going to totally show her.