One smile, and the world is yours.

My Fellow Americans...
haha, just kidding! yeah, so i'm liking blogging...it's like a diary, except other people can see it! very exciting. so i decided that today's blog would be a story...

Once upon a time(of course, every good story starts with once upon a time, duh.) there was a girl named Lily. Lily loved the Spring because of all of the fairies that peeked their heads from behind the colorful flower petals. She loved holding the secret of the existance of fairies, and felt that she had a special connection with them that no one else in the whole world had. Even though she never spoke to them, it was enough for Lily to know the fairies existed...To know that if ever she was sad, she could think of this secret and the smiling faces of the fairies that she had met so many times in her dreams, and be filled with warmth in her heart, and hope in her soul. Lily had always wished on every star and every eyelash that one day she and a fairy's paths would cross, and she would know what they were like. She knew the chances were very slim, but she still kept her hopes up.
It was the first day of Spring in the little town where Lily lived. This was the day Lily looked forward to the most out of all the days in the year. She knew that if she was to meet a fairy, it would be on this most beautiful day when the fairies awakened with the magnificence of the tree leaves and rose petals. Lily decided to take a walk through the meadow of goldenrods where she often sat down to think and make believe little stories in her mind that would introduce her to a fairy. As Lily was sitting in the grass, she looked up from her drawing book, and saw a figure in the distance approaching her. She was quite alarmed; she had never encountered another person in this meadow before. However, Lily stood up and was prepared to be the lady that she was, and be very kind to this stranger.
As the figure came closer, Lily realized that this was the most beautiful creature she had ever seen in her whole life. It was a boy, her age, who seemed all-smiles and who moved with such a grace that was almost inhuman. He reached her and stopped to smile at her. "Hello" he said with such eloquence that Lily momentarily forgot where she was standing.
"Boy..." Lily began, but her sentence was cut short. For at that moment, she looked up at the boy's face for the first time. Her eyes met his wondrous gaze, and all thoughts vanished from her mind. All sadness she had ever felt her whole life was forgotten. She felt as though she had been lifted into the air by pure emotion and would never come back down...she didn't want to come back down....She found her voice. "Are you...a fairy?" Was this the moment she had been dreaming of her entire life?
"I was about to ask you the same thing." he replied, "I guess we're just two strangers..." He wasn't a fairy? How could something so wonderful be real? Human? How could this exist? Lily had never been in the midst of something so beautiful, yet she was absolutely sure he was hers. She was his. They were the world, and that would never change. "My name is Daren, and you are?"
"Lily. My name is Lily." She spoke quietly.
"Miss Lily," Daren said as he took her hand and kissed it, never his eyes leaving hers. As soon as his lips touched her hand, Lily saw a quick small light in the corner of her eye. She thought she had imagined it, but then another, and another! Suddenly, she saw an entire group of green, purple, red, and yellow lights flying around her and Daren. Daren held both of her hands and pulled her close to him. He was smiling at her, and she could not believe her eyes! Her fairies! They circled around them with brilliant colors that reflected in his eyes...Then, she heard a low buzzing noise. A steady beat. Humming. A melody. The fairies were singing for her.
Daren released Lily's hands and bowed ever so elegantly. He held a hand toward her, and asked, "May I have this dance?"
Without a word, Lily placed her hand in his, and he took her waist as she took his shoulder. They danced in the goldenrod meadow while the sun was setting, underneath the dazzling light of the fairies, to their song. A song that needed no words. The beginning.


sorry i cut it a little bit short...it was much more elaborate in my mind... i like it though. comment me and tell me wutcha thing ;D
-Hannah