once upon a time in a very very fair away land upon a hill top there was a little mushroom shaped house, with toadstool fences, and candy cane trees. it was there, upon the leaves off a gigantorous (yup i make up words too) oak tree that a pea pod once appeared. now, this was no normal pea pod, for it was all shades of purple and green, an abnormal sight enough without the reassurance of a large pink rain cloud, screaming streaks of lightening, and crying to the stars.

this pea pod, small in size and left to shrivel and die on the leaf of an abnormally large oak tree was found by a passing elf. not much taller than a 30cm ruler, and severely wrinkled, the elf took in the pea pod to his hovel in the ground. it was there that he raised the child until it was old enough to crawl, when he could no longer make space to fit the growing human child in his abode.

and so, the child was left with a passing bumble bee, who raised the girl til she could be left with the fairies to mature into an adult. a child, the bee named after a flower, her most favourite flower of all.

'lily.'


yes, this is my life story, obviously shortened a great deal, but there you go.
Unknown "froggy" - 16 years, 11 months, 15 days ago