The Girl With the Colourful Hair
Once upon a time, in the far away kingdom of Gaia, lived a simple peasant girl named Nyralia. She tended sheep, washed clothes, cooked meals and spent her evening hours dreaming of her love, the great Lord Arthumis.
She thought she'd be bound to a simple life of loneliness. For you see, as Nyralia was beautiful, she also held a curse of sorts. In the kingdom of Gaia, all the people had silvery white hair and shinning blue eyes. However, Nyralia was different. Her hair was that of the brightest pink and her eyes were yellow like gold.
The people pushed her aside and tried to ignore her as she walked in the village day after day. She grew sad and mournful and began to life in fantasy alone.
Then, one day, a fairy godmother appeared.
She saw Nyralia crying on her bed and spoke softly to the girl.
"My dear, why do you cry so?"
"Because... I'm... different..."
"And what is so wrong with being different? Why should you be afraid of it?"
"Because," sobbed the girl, "The people ignore me and hate me. I wish to be just like them."
And the godmother looked at her sadly and said, "Very well."
With a wave of her wand, Nyralia's hair and eyes changed and when she looked in the mirror she saw that of every other village girl.
She laughed and thanked the godmother, who disappeared silently.
Now, the Lord of Gaia decided he wished to help a few poor girls in the village and offer them positions of service in his house. Nyralia nearly fainted with joy. She waltzed up to the caslte on the appointed day and finally met her love.
She smiled at him and said, "I am Nyralia, my lord, come to ask for a job in your service."
The man looked at her, puzzled. "You cannot be Nyralia. For she is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. She is different from everyone and in that she is special to me."
Nyralia stood there in shock for several moments and discovered that she was given a job as a chamber maid. She arrived at work the next day, wondering if the lord had spoken or if she had just imagined it.
She asked him when he arrived home later that evening.
"My lord, did you say that you like Nyralia?"
He smiled. "Why, yes. I have admired her from afar for many years. She is beautiful as a morning dawn and no one will ever replace her."
She arrived home that evening and cried once more. The godmother heard her crying and sat beside her.
"My child, what are you crying for? You got your wish. You are now like everyone else."
"But... I... want to be... myself again."
The godmother smiled. "You shall always ber yourself, if you are brave enough to not hide under a mask of uniformity."
Nyralia looked at her reflection in a mirror and saw her framilliar golden eyes and bubblegum hair. She brightened. "Thankyou godmother! I have learned my lesson!"
The next day, she walked to the castle and the lord greeted her.
"I thought you had left, never to return."
I will never leave as long as someone loves me for who I am."
He escorted her inside.
And they lived happily ever after.
-Mirashi the Vixen! *luffles*
