Barbie Fairytopia Fairy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

I was firing Sean as soon as I was done with Hendrix. “Sean knows how to do his job, let’s see, Neria Rolland, twenty-five, scorpio. Look at that face.” The phone was pressed to my face. I took it, staring at the picture of my little fairy wearing a white floral dress and smiling at the camera. For some reason the photo looked brighter and she was the culprit for that. Her smile was the best smile I had ever seen. Pure, innocent, and bright just like a fairy. I swiped to another one of her sitting on grass, headsets on, a book in hand.

Calling out each character, I scrolled through until I found one that I liked. “Hobbit, Demon Slayer, Hunter, Angel, Elf, Fairy…” I stopped listing them as I froze on the fairy. Clicking the fairy, I smiled as I was transformed into a fairy. A mirror appeared in front of me, so I could see what I looked like. My hair was long and platinum blonde. My eyes were silver, with silver gems under my eyes and along my cheekbones. With a pair of beautiful silver wings on my back. I was about two inches shorter in the game than I was in real life, standing five foot nothing.

When they got to the fairies, the twelve or so that were gathered parted to reveal their beautiful queen. She was slightly taller than the rest, with rainbow colour wings, and a golden crown on top of her blonde head. The only thing anyone could find odd about the fairy queen was that her features seem to be ever changing. It was as if her face kept shifting, each one being more beautiful than the other. She gave a sweet smile, "there the proud and expecting parents are." She lowered her head slightly. "We brought an offering for both mother a child." She said, waving a hand after, her subjects brought forward a colourful crib.

With everyone happy like that, Mera and I finally taken off our masks surprising everyone we know. “What is our Cinderella doing here alone?” I turn to see Henry looking at me while holding my cute nephew in his arm. “Don’t call me that, I am not a stupid week woman who waits for a prince to save her. I hate fairy tales?” I said making him laugh as he rocks his son and looks at me. “Okay, of course, you are not. You are one hell of a warrior. I hope this little one will grow up like his brave aunt.” he said looking at the crying baby in his hand.