Fairytale Start
the beginning of a possible fairytale with the birth of unusual twins
Once, in a cottage far from anywhere, a woman with emerald eyes gave birth to twins. The first born, a boy, had skin as white as a shining star. A true beauty. The second was something else entirely. This child was a female. Her complexion as fair as her brother's, however, it was not skin but tufted fuzz, and a lion tail.
The new mother took both children to her breast to feed. Both soft and gentle to the touch despite the matted blood that covered them, they both carried the scent of new life and fresh wild flowers.
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Shelby R Perez
I am a college student and lover/writer of fiction and poetry, especially Fairytails and mythology. I am working to become a published author, using my love for myths and legends to reintroduce gods, spirits, demons and heroes.
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