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I was not always this villainous person most perceive me as now. I grew up with peace in my heart, as well as kindness and compassion for all things. I was a fairy, with wings so bold and strong they could carry me above the clouds and on toward heaven; if there was such a place. Everyone in the Moors treasured and loved me, and I them. I never knew my parents, but I honestly never cared, for I had them; the creatures of the Moors. They were all I needed, until I met him. It was as a young girl that I met Stephen, a lowly farmhand in the village outside my kingdom. He had stolen a rock from the river, trying to leave without notice. But he did not escape, for the trees had caught him. I was able to persuade the boy to replace the stone, for everything needed to stay in place. That was how things were done in the Moors. Everything in it's place, and everything precious to the kingdom, whether rock or creature. Time went on, and I fell in love. He was my first kiss, and my first love. You never forget that person, and you never forget what they do to you if all goes wrong. And all... went very wrong.[break][break]
Years went by and I became a woman. Mature, intelligent, protective over all of the creatures in my home kingdom. I had not seen Stephen in that time, wondering what had happened to him and why he had made me fall so madly in love with him, and then left. I could not comprehend it at the time. However, he returned to me. At first, I was cautious, as anyone would be. Or should be. But things started to quickly feel as though he had never left. We spent the day together and watched the sunset. I felt his warm lips pressed to mine once more and it was wonderful; perfect. Then he betrayed me. A sleeping drought was what he used. I had fallen asleep in his arms, and when I awoke, my beautiful wings so bold and true were gone. The pain was excruciating, both physical and emotional. I was betrayed by the only man I had ever loved. I could not understand what I had ever done to deserve such a thing. I thought he loved me too. And the worst part of it all, he did it in order to become the king of the human kingdom that laid just outside the Moors. Humans were greedy and I should have known that. I should not have let my guard down, but I did. Never again. My heart hardened, and never again would I trust a petty human.[break][break]
My demeanor had changed. I was no longer a woman so proud to be peaceful and kind. Instead, I became cruel, cold, bitter. All the things that I had a right to be. And when I found out Stephen's dearest queen birthed a beautiful baby girl months later, something inside me cracked even further. That could have been my child, had things gone better; had things have been different. During the party, I made a grand entrance. The faces of the people were priceless and made me laugh. They were afraid of me, someone acting out of revenge. What would they think of their king if they knew this was all his fault. However, that stayed between us. Only he and I knew why I was full of anger and bitterness. My revenge would not be taken out on him directly though. Oh no, no. That wouldn't do. So I cursed his child. On her sixteenth birthday, she would prick her finger on a spinning wheel and be put into a death like sleep, only to be woken up by a true loves kiss. But you see, there was no such thing as true love. At least, not in my mind, which was why she would never wake up.[break][break]
Once again, the years slipped slowly by. I watched as the three fairies from the Moors tried to hide the child from me. Little had they known I was watching the whole time, along with my trusty sidekick Diaval. He was my raven and he was at my every beck and call. Those fairies believed they could keep sweet little Aurora from her fate, but they were wrong! She had indeed found a spindle and she pricked her finger on her sixteenth birthday. Things were not well though. There was a prince that she had happened upon in the woods, even fell in love with. Even though I did my best to block him from the castle, I did not believe he would wake her up. When he broke through my forest of thorns, I took action myself, forming my body into a large and powerful dragon. Surely he would not defeat me. Little did I know, the fairies forged a powerful sword to help him. To defeat me if struck right and strike he did. The sword pierced me, causing me to fall. Disappearing in flames, I made them believe I was dead, when I was just injured. Well, injured enough to clear the path to the princess. Unfortunately, his kiss worked and from afar I had to endure the celebration of the princess' return. That was when The Evil Queen approached me, and us Ursula and Cruella. We had a plan; a powerful magic that would curse all of the lands and make them forget who they were, as well as make them human without magic. The curse went wrong and Ursula and Cruella had lost their memories as well. Still, the show must go on, and go on it shall.
I was not always this villainous person most perceive me as now. I grew up with peace in my heart, as well as kindness and compassion for all things. I was a fairy, with wings so bold and strong they could carry me above the clouds and on toward heaven; if there was such a place. Everyone in the Moors treasured and loved me, and I them. I never knew my parents, but I honestly never cared, for I had them; the creatures of the Moors. They were all I needed, until I met him. It was as a young girl that I met Stephen, a lowly farmhand in the village outside my kingdom. He had stolen a rock from the river, trying to leave without notice. But he did not escape, for the trees had caught him. I was able to persuade the boy to replace the stone, for everything needed to stay in place. That was how things were done in the Moors. Everything in it's place, and everything precious to the kingdom, whether rock or creature. Time went on, and I fell in love. He was my first kiss, and my first love. You never forget that person, and you never forget what they do to you if all goes wrong. And all... went very wrong.[break][break]
Years went by and I became a woman. Mature, intelligent, protective over all of the creatures in my home kingdom. I had not seen Stephen in that time, wondering what had happened to him and why he had made me fall so madly in love with him, and then left. I could not comprehend it at the time. However, he returned to me. At first, I was cautious, as anyone would be. Or should be. But things started to quickly feel as though he had never left. We spent the day together and watched the sunset. I felt his warm lips pressed to mine once more and it was wonderful; perfect. Then he betrayed me. A sleeping drought was what he used. I had fallen asleep in his arms, and when I awoke, my beautiful wings so bold and true were gone. The pain was excruciating, both physical and emotional. I was betrayed by the only man I had ever loved. I could not understand what I had ever done to deserve such a thing. I thought he loved me too. And the worst part of it all, he did it in order to become the king of the human kingdom that laid just outside the Moors. Humans were greedy and I should have known that. I should not have let my guard down, but I did. Never again. My heart hardened, and never again would I trust a petty human.[break][break]
My demeanor had changed. I was no longer a woman so proud to be peaceful and kind. Instead, I became cruel, cold, bitter. All the things that I had a right to be. And when I found out Stephen's dearest queen birthed a beautiful baby girl months later, something inside me cracked even further. That could have been my child, had things gone better; had things have been different. During the party, I made a grand entrance. The faces of the people were priceless and made me laugh. They were afraid of me, someone acting out of revenge. What would they think of their king if they knew this was all his fault. However, that stayed between us. Only he and I knew why I was full of anger and bitterness. My revenge would not be taken out on him directly though. Oh no, no. That wouldn't do. So I cursed his child. On her sixteenth birthday, she would prick her finger on a spinning wheel and be put into a death like sleep, only to be woken up by a true loves kiss. But you see, there was no such thing as true love. At least, not in my mind, which was why she would never wake up.[break][break]
Once again, the years slipped slowly by. I watched as the three fairies from the Moors tried to hide the child from me. Little had they known I was watching the whole time, along with my trusty sidekick Diaval. He was my raven and he was at my every beck and call. Those fairies believed they could keep sweet little Aurora from her fate, but they were wrong! She had indeed found a spindle and she pricked her finger on her sixteenth birthday. Things were not well though. There was a prince that she had happened upon in the woods, even fell in love with. Even though I did my best to block him from the castle, I did not believe he would wake her up. When he broke through my forest of thorns, I took action myself, forming my body into a large and powerful dragon. Surely he would not defeat me. Little did I know, the fairies forged a powerful sword to help him. To defeat me if struck right and strike he did. The sword pierced me, causing me to fall. Disappearing in flames, I made them believe I was dead, when I was just injured. Well, injured enough to clear the path to the princess. Unfortunately, his kiss worked and from afar I had to endure the celebration of the princess' return. That was when The Evil Queen approached me, and us Ursula and Cruella. We had a plan; a powerful magic that would curse all of the lands and make them forget who they were, as well as make them human without magic. The curse went wrong and Ursula and Cruella had lost their memories as well. Still, the show must go on, and go on it shall.
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