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Really? I kinda made her personality from what I saw in the picture. I made the dress all green-like because of how I notice you're semi-crazy about green, and the fact that they're in a forest.

I really should have a small section for posting my thoughts on chapters. >_>

Anyway, it's good to know you're enjoying it. I know I shouldn't have been procrastinating so long to get the chapter done, but so many games and school-work came upon me that I started not wanting to do it. Then Easter came, I thought "Screw it, I can't be THIS lazy" and finished it.

Now, however, I don't think I did a 100% good job on it. sweatdrop

Hoo, I didn't know a few things in there.

This'll make the next chapter MUCH more awesome, than. blaugh

Thanks for the info, anyway! blaugh

o0o chapter 2 i shall read it sooin yup yup <33 ive just got so so much to catch up on as of late D:

Chapter 3:


The lush forest of Norway that Ida always travelled to was oddly quiet as she approached the outskirts. Ida had come to the forest today without her backpack, which was not due to her forgetfulness; she purposefully left it behind. Her hood was over her head, along with her skull cap, hiding everything from the eyes up in shadows. The clouds were gathering overhead, contrasting the bright sun and the blue sky. Ida slowly made her way through the forest, her hands hiding in her pockets, her jeans pant legs less than an inch from the ground.

The birds were silently chirping, almost like they were taking turns as to who could make noise next. The animals were chewing on some plants or making their way through the trees, but it felt more like they were either trying to find a hiding spot or trying to run. From what, they could not tell. All they could sense was an intense pressure of emotion.

Ida made her way past the tree’s and bushes that popped up as she continued deeper into the forest. She was not at all careful compared to earlier; she stepped on flowers and snapped branches that got in her face. She kicked over Ant hills and scared away all the animals that noticed her. She was disturbing the Forest.

However, she was not concerned with the Forest right now. She was far more concerned with finding Ylva. That was the single goal she had in mind at this particular moment, and she refused to think about anything else until she completed this goal. Her complete concentration of maneuvering through the Forest without thought of the various pieces of nature itself personified this.

She felt an odd sensation in her leg as she was about to step over a fallen tree. She was already halfway over, with only one leg on the ground as the other hovered above the hollow log. She quickly glanced downward as she saw a Snake wrapping itself around her leg, and rather tightly. The Snake pulled, and Ida tripped over herself. She fell on the log, her knee she had in the air landing first on the log, followed shortly by her stomach, and then her head landed on the ground.

She quickly turned her head, climbing over the log to see what tripped her. She noticed the small light green Snake again, hissing at her with discontent. She stared back at it for a moment, unsure what to do with it. The Snake suddenly began changing in front of Ida’s eyes, its body mass morphing into something else. It transformed into an odd looking girl with a tail and a dress: Ylva.

Ylva quickly transformed into the form she was in whenever she talked to Ida. She was a slightly tall female with slightly tan skin. Her orange hair did not contain its usual flow, but instead went straight down, as if it refused to behave the way it was supposed to. Her eyes were full of silent anger, staring directly below at Ida. Her dark green dress, full of bows and laces that covered her clothing from head to toe, reached down past her knees, but it did not touch the ground. Ida quickly stood up, staring straight at Ylva’s face, both of them separated by the fallen log.

“Ida, what the hell are you doing to the Forest!?” Ylva asked, pointing to the crushed flowers behind her. “You never harmed this Forest before and were always very careful when traversing the area! Right now, however, you step on the fauna and plant-life as if it weren’t even there! As the protector of this Forest, I demand an explanation from you!” Ylva was deadly serious, pointing directly at Ida, her finger a scant few inches from her face.

Ida lowered her hood as she looked at Ylva, her face showing a slight scowl. “You want an explanation?” Ida asked, the scowl on her face becoming more apparent. “I asked my brother what occurred all those years ago, between you and him. He is blind, eyeless, because of YOU!” She screamed, pointing her finger at Ylva, the exact opposite of Ylva. “You hit his eyes with your tail with such a powerful swing that you forced his eyes inward deep enough to blind him!”

Ylva was shocked, taking a large gasp and taking a step back. “I-I never ONCE touched him! I heard accounts of how he became blind, but I did not actually cause it!” Ylva stated, still in relative shock from this accusation. “I asked you to talk to him because he went blind doing something BECAUSE of me, not because of any pain I inflicted upon him!” She straightened herself out, staring intently at Ida.

“Lies. What else besides a Huldre could possibly be able to hit him that hard in the face without any sort of weapon mark?” Ida lowered her arm, still staring intensely at Ylva. “You are the only Huldre I have seen, and the only one that may exist here. If you can PROVE there’s more than one of you, then show me. Otherwise, you committed this crime and caused my brother’s blindness.” Ida pulled her hood over her head, the rain starting to fall. “Goodbye.”

Ida began walking forward, stepping over the log and passed the now stunned Ylva. She could not move as Ida passed by her. She could only stand there, looking forward, slowly lowering her head in sadness. Ylva turned around quickly, tears forming in her eyes. “Ida! Why do you not trust me!? Have I not demonstrated that I am a gentle person who protects the Forest!? What makes you think I would harm someone so badly as to blind them!?” Ylva called out to Ida, waiting for an answer.

Ida slowly turned her head, leaving her body in place, one eye staring at Ylva. “He is human. You are not. I trust a human over a fairytale any day.” Ida slowly made her way forward, clearing away the bushes that impeded her progress. Ylva stood there stunned, completely silent as Ida walked away. She began shedding a few tears, not raising her hands to wipe them away or to cover her eyes from being seen. As the rain kept falling, the feeling between the raindrops and her own tears became blurred.

People choose which truth to believe.



Okay, sorry this is so depressing. I think the reason I made this chapter this way is because I feel the story needed something like this. Sorry if it's not what you wanted, though, Orielle. Don't worry, though, it gets better. I mean, it's resolved. Yeah. >_>

I made her collapse because she's been told she was a fairy tale. That implies she doesn't exist, or that she has no right to exist.

That, and there's a deeper meaning behind it. Covered more in the next chapter.

It isn't over the top once you find out what happened between Ylva and Ida's brother.

I fixed that one line, though. I kinda finished this whole thing in a single sitting, so it may not be totally accurate.

Thanks for the heads-up, though. The next chapter will be quite different from all the others, I assure you. sweatdrop

Oy, your characters look fun to write about!

I’ve wanted to write some sort of band-thing ever since I’ve started playing Rock Band. I’ve already had a few things made up, humor-wise.

I’ll be able to write for you after I finish with Orielle’s story. If you could fill in any extra details with your character profiles, that’d be nice.

This could be interesting, though. biggrin

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