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| Camellia | ||||||||||||||||
| Prologue | ||||||||||||||||
| It was a time long ago, a time when the things possible may or may not be reality. This is a story about someone who lived in that time long ago. A time when the gods and the many kinds of demons existed. Some good, some bad, but all existing in one world. The land was lush and green and in other areas filled with mountains. In a cave on one of these mountains our story begins... | ||||||||||||||||
| The mountains looked mysterious and cool with the fine mists encircling them. It was the dawn of a beautiful day and the birds were chirping and the sky was blue and clear. Surprisingly, surrounding the entrance of the cave were a multitude of colorful flowers filling the air with their fresh fragrance. The cave was quite high up and looked untouched by any human exploration. Inside, it was spacious and bright as there was a big opening in the ceiling of the cave. On one side of the cave there was a little waterfall that couldn't really be called such because it was almost just a trickling of water. The little waterfall ended up in a little pool of clear, cool water. All around the cave there were different fauna growing here and there. | ||||||||||||||||
| In the center of the cave grew a magnificent example of a camellia. It was a pink camellia and the aspect of it that astonished was the sheer size of the flower. There were no other flowers around it and it was the only one in that area. It had the proportions of a usual camellia but that was all that was usual about it. The camellia was glowing softly, brightly one moment and dimly the next. It seemed as though the flower had a heartbeat. | ||||||||||||||||
| A sudden excitement seemed to be filling the air as the birds first chirped excitedly then fell into a waiting silence. Slowly, the bud of the camellia unfurled filling the air with a sweet, fresh scent. In the center of the blossom lay a sleeping woman modestly covered by some petals. She was slender with long hair the color of autumn. Around her ankle there was a golden anklet with a single bell. Suddenly, her pink eyes opened and she sat up with an energetic movement. She stared around curiously, then picking up a small pink petal put it in her mouth and began chewing. Nibbling on her bottom lip thoughtfully she looked at her nude form. | ||||||||||||||||
| Then, smiling mischieviously, she closed her eyes and concentrated. The mists swirled around her hiding her from sight. Inside the mists, she stood, eyes still closed and smiling with pleasure. A large petal was in her hands and it was glowing brighter and brighter into an intense pink that was too bright for the eyes. When the flash passed in her hands lay not a petal but a gown of some sort. It consisted of three parts: a top, a skirt, and an outer gown. The top was a dark pink the length of her waist and two straps that were to be tied around her neck. The skirt was made of the same smooth material and color as the top and had two slits that were thigh high. The outer gown was made of a pale pink diaphanous material. It had wide sleeves and also had two slits that were the same as the ones on the skirt. There was strings attached to the gown which were to be tied in a butterfly. | ||||||||||||||||
| The mist slowly dissipated until it was no longer evident and she was in her gown. Her long hair was tied in a bun and she seemed to be a fairy from the heavens. She jumped off the blossom and walked around the cave touching everything with curiousity. Finishing her inspection of her birth place she studied the pink camellia. Then smiling impishly she let out a tinkling laugh. | ||||||||||||||||
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