I want one! I want one! I know I already asked CL for one, but I want as many as I possibly can get! And if too many people ask, can I write some, too? Please?

Me please!!!

Alexandra~

As the dark haired girl walked through the town, the villagers hid in their houses. The girl smirked. She was invincible. Unstoppable. Irremovable. The girl walked up to a house and banged on the door. A woman in an apron opened it, her hands shaking.

"It's time."

"No, please!" The woman pleaded. Her eyes filled with horrorstricken tears. The girl smiled sadly.

"There is no option." The woman began weeping fully now, and entered the house. A teenage boy with very curly hair exited, and held a short sword. The girl wore no expression on her face and the boy followed her out of the village. 

Together, they walked into the forest. When they came to a clearing, the girl pulled out her sword. She smiled sadly as the boy hefted his into the worst position possible.

She was Alexandra.

And she never lost a battle. 

Sure you can help ;)

Me!! If you would be so kind...

Here is one for you Daisy. I know, but here:

The ground

Black and hard and cold

Trampled by the rush of people and horses

War is over

But peace is not here

Harsh, cold world

A single, untrampled, yellow daisy grows in the center of the trampled Earth

A single Daisy 

Daisy~

The sun shone brightly onto the field of flowers. A single ray danced upon a daisy bud. It was the last of its kind, and the closest to the frost period. The others teased it constantly, saying that it would never open and would freeze in the frost, while the others thrived. This made the bud wilt sadly. The bud felt like the sun's rays were teasing it too, and it curled up even tighter.

"Leave me be." It pleaded. The sun's ray laughed.

"I'm not teasing you. Open up. Show the others your petals."

The daisy straightened before wilting again. "But they'll just tease me about them!" It curled up again.

The ray sighed. "Try it."

The bud sighed. Slowly, carefully, it unfurled its first petal. Quickly, it looked. No one noticed it. Strengthened by this show of no support, the bud unfurled its second petal. Still no response. Third. Fourth. Fifth. On and on, until the whole daisy was shining brightly. It sighed with happiness and turned to the ray. But the ray was gone.

The air was cold. All the daisies shivered and curled up back into buds. But the daisy bloomed on.

"Look mommy!" A limbed creature cried. It ran over to the daisy. The daisy cowered in fear. What would it do to her?

"Oh! A daisy! It must be a late bloomer!" The 'mommy' said. She walked over as well. The girl creature examined the daisy, who backed up slightly.

"Can I pick it?" It whispered in awe.

"No, we should let it grow so that it can bloom again next year." The daisy sighed in relief.

Daisy would live on. 

Thank you both so much for the picturing! I loved the scene your description called to mind, Gared. Inktail, I really, really like that. The Daisy's personality was like, I can so relate! Thank you both so much!!!

Me, pwese?

Moi?

Can Phantom have one?

Esthelle~

The elf walked through the chilly woods. Squinting, she noticed a town up ahead. Sighing in relief, she headed over. Aware of the danger, yet oblivious to the beliefs of this town, she knocked on a door.

A woman with curly hair answered. "Yes?"

"Hello. I am Esthelle. I am an elf-" But that only got the door slammed in her face. Over and over, for about the length of the street. She came to the last house and knocked feebly.

"I'm Esthelle, an elf..." Esthelle trailed off, waiting for the door slam. But none came. The woman simply smiled.

"An elf! How lovely! Please come in," She opened the door wider. Esthelle's eyes lit with gratitude.

"Thank you-" She turned around. The woman was gone. The bread was warmon the table and the soup was hot. Unnerved, Esthelle sat down to wait.But the woman never returned.

That didn't bother Esthelle. She sat and waited, til the end of her life for that woman.

An elf always returns gratitude. 

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