Up in the highest mountains of Syses, lay a girl. Her eyes never seeing the light of day. Around her, elves and other images of fantasy waited. All fast asleep but one. Flint. The darkest of them all, watched as she stirred in her unwakening slumber. The girl moans, her eyes fluttering as her body stirred.
"Everyone! The girl is awakening!" Flint yelled, fantasies of all kinds awoke at his loud voice. They gathered around her bed, waiting. The girl opened her eyes. And everyone and everything gasped. She was not a fantasy, she was a real live girl.
"Where did she come from?" Elves murmured.
"Kill her! She will expose us all!" The fairies shrieked, moving closer.
"No!" Flint bellowed. He opened his huge wings, sending several feathers flying.
"She can help us. She is from the other side. She can believe in us!" He yelled. "But she is a girl!" The mermaids hissed. "Yes, indeed she is." Flint lowered his voice.
"We should kill her now!" The fairies yelled.
"Wait! Maybe Flint is right." Said Gylith,the Elven King, "We all know, the last human, destoyed our cities. But, I sense something." He stepped out of the crowd, and stood infront of Flint. "It seems that if we kill her, some of us will be killed as well. She is the daughter of a human,a great one. Flint, shall care for her. If he wishes to keep her alive." Gylith smiled, gently moving his wings, and kneeling beside the girl.
"Tell me, what is your name?" Gylith asked.
"I'm- Kiria." She said, shaking.
"Well, Kiria, Flint will care for you. He is, afterall, the last of his kind, maybe he could learn to love again." Gylith said low so only she could hear.
Thats how my story started, I am Kiria.