Reuben. The first time I laid my eyes upon her, she was just a thick tuft of chestnut red. Her hair had a warm hue of chestnuts, an under tone of red woven right into the brown. It was pleasant and it tumbled over her shoulders like rusty water, capturing the light in vibrant ruby hues. She had a pale heart-shaped face and was rather petite and dainty. Delicate, if you will. Peeking through her thick chestnut strands were eyes of the palest blue, like the warm reddish brown guarding the pools of cool water.Her feline blue eyes were adorned with sharp straight brows, so beautiful that they almost seem fake. She had an aura of regal bearing, but aside from that and her ball of reddish-brown hair, there was nothing remarkable about her. She

 ZYLITH. I have a habit I've been harbouring for years; When I'm wrong, I pretend to be air. And when I'm right, I am sarcastic.Most of the time, I am like, 'I may be wrong, but it's highly unlikely', so as you can see, I'm pretty reluctant to acknowledge this habit of mine, but at dire times like these, I'm forced to. And then I like to pretend to be the invisible air, transparent to all and be as quiet as a fiddle.Reuben raised his irritated eyebrows at me and asked, "To what do I owe the honour of this bright handprint, my Queen?"I was still trying to be invisible, and hence I attempted to ignore him so hard that he would start to d

 ZYLITH. The girl was what you would call a doll of the Victorian era.Her hair was honey-blond from roots to the tip, just like her mother. Her golden hair draped down softly curling along the ends. She had identical blue glacial eyes as the queen dowager, which apparently were fixed on me as she made her way towards us. But the very next moment, she dismissed me as if I was but just a speck of dust in her soles of her shoes, as if I were an afterthought, not relevant enough to stick and not important enough to appear often. As soon as I laid eyes on her, I could tell that she was never less than arrogant. Her attitude spoke bunches of her conceited he

 ZYLITH. I looked at Reuben with a stinky face. I was still pissed at him because of his obvious disregard of my talents, and now he has the audacity to laugh at my face. Sometimes I wondered if it was a mistake to collude with this psychopath.He, on the other hand, looked at me with eyes filled with mirth and somehow, another enlightenment graced me just then. The more I get to know certain people, the more I came to realize why Noah let only animals board the ark."Dear Fake Lizzy, are you feeling lucky? Because you think people can't hear what you're thinking?" Reuben in turn looked at me in an impish manner, as if to say he could see right through me.

                                                                  ZYLITH. Ola' people. I just wanna say, I'm not in a good mood today. Why you ask? Because I had been bestowed another enlightenment today; If I was a bird, I now know who I would shit on.Oh, I think you guys have guessed it out already, but I'm still going to narrate my sob-story to you guys today, otherwise I don't know where else I would be able to vent out my frustrations. So bear with me people_Reuben didn't speak much after his heart to heart with me. He a