(Ive updated this work, there are asterisks to mark the beginning and end of the peom inside the storry.)
Merienda the Pixie Ninja
Humans fancied themselves as tamers of nature, but there was a forest even they wouldn’t dare touch. The Forest of Caramelo was said to be cursed and inhabited by evil demons. But in truth, their eyes couldn’t see what really had befallen those who foolish enough to harm the forest. Pixies, Fairies, Sylphs and Sprites inhabited the forest, and although they didn’t always get along, they did managed to put aside their differences and defend the forest from would be invaders.
Merienda was an energetic little thing, like most Pixies. Her looks was considered to be very alluring, even among the pixies who were all pleasant to look at, anyone who laid eyes upon her would testify to her charming face. Pixies had very unique faces that had colored eye lids as if they were wearing makeup, but in fact their distinct eyelids were all natural, which varied from a great spectrum that human eyes could were not equipped to see the full range. Merienda had blue eye lids that matched her pupils and fit butterfly wings. She also had sleek yet short winnowed blue hair. Standing up to a length of 11 inches, living under roots of a mighty tree like most Pixies, but even so, she wasn’t like other pixies. She led a secret life having sworn duty to a secret society of noble assassins. They would never kill for personal gain; but for the sake of the forest and followed a strict code of honor. The society also transcended race, allowing anyone who could follow the virtues of the society’s creed to join. Although the name of the secret society was rarely ever spoken, it was called the Order of the Lyonia.
On this day Merienda was reading the poems of long dead Lyonia warriors at her master’s library. It was custom to read the poems of members who lived along ago to remember the values of the society. Finishing one scroll and replacing it with another she placed her new scroll on the desk and rolled it. This scroll was written by someone named Yngvar very unique handwriting which made Merienda very fascinated. The poems read;
*** The caves have little concern for the seasons;
Its habitants sleep by day and fly by night for natural reasons,
They fly over the algae which refresh the air as much as the trees,
Green but murky it receives nothing but teases,
No recognition… ***
Merienda scratched her head wondering what the poem meant.
“What are you doing with that scroll!?” a voice behind her billowed with anger.
Merienda turned around and saw it was her master staring angrily at her. He was approaching his second century of age but still had a spry in his step. Pixies, even with their longevity became wrinkled and worn. He had fading brown hair but Pixie hair refused to ever turn completely white.
“I told you to read the scrolls in order! Why have you skipped ahead!?” he asked with a stern tone.
“But master, I have been reading them in order, that was the one which was next…” she explained.
Her master was taken back and looked at the shelf noticing she was right.
“My, my, I can hardly believe it…time passes too quickly…” he said trying to humble himself.
“Master Treta, who is Yngvar?” Merienda asked.
“Oh, where do I even begin… Yngvar was a great warrior who could have lead the Order of the Lyonia if history played out a little differently…He was one of the greatest ninjas the society has ever seen.”
“So what happened?” Merienda asked curiously.
“Well you see Yngvar was a Puck who had to make a very difficult decision…”
Merienda was shocked by the identity of very person she read about.
“A Puck!? How is possible!?” she exclaimed.
Pucks were creatures similar in stature to Pixies that lived beyond the Forest of Caramelo, dwelling within the caves to the east. They had bat like wings and thirsted for blood making them unwelcomed in the forest.
“Yes, yes, it’s been over hundred years since a Puck was in the Order of the Lyonia… you see times were different back then…sit down and let me explain…”
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