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Snow Azria

Can I sing you a lullaby? It might make you feel better.

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a character in “A Place Called Here”, as played by AthenaUndying

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Name: Snow Azria
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species: Faerie
Abilities: Snow can heal whenever she sings certain songs. Whether it's people, plants animals, she can fix whatever is wrong with them. Technically, it only applies to physical wounds and disabilities, but her voice is so beautiful that it seems to heal people's very souls.
Disabilitys: Snow was born without wings and therefore the ability to fly and make "faerie dust." Being a faerie, this was a huge problem. When she was a child, doctors and other professionals thought that it was just slow development and she would eventually grow them--but it never happened.
History: Snow Azria was born to a very powerful and ancient family of Faeries in a perfect world, so whenever she was born without wings, everyone was shocked. Not only was the bloodline 'tainted,' in a sense, but Snow represented something that was unheard of on her home planet: imperfection. She was different. Unusual. And as such, she was treated as something unholy and ugly. Because segregation was something that went against the beliefs of the people, and because they believed that everyone should be treated equally and live in harmony, Snow was supposed to be able to be part of normal society. But instead of peacefully living like everybody else, she was bullied. Picked on. People all but excluded her from certain activities, and none of the other children ever wanted to play with her. In this way, Snow also became not only the only faulted being on the planet, but the only fault of society. She was the one exception to the philosophy that everyone should be treated equally, and the only time when they were cruel.

Of course, not everybody treated her this way. Despite the shame, her father doted on her, as well as her older brother. They treated her as a fragile and precious rose, holding her up so that she might not sway the wrong way and fall into a row of thorns around her. Also, as she grew older and people realized her abilities to heal, they started to accept her a little, bit by bit. She was still rejected in some ways, but whenever she would sing, people would listen and temporarily see her as beautiful. And young children loved her. She had a way with them, and since they were too innocent to realize her differences, they didn't care to be around her.
Hobbies: Singing, dancing, reading, cooking, day-dreaming.
Personality: In some ways, society did affect Snow's personality, and in some ways it didn't. Despite being treated as an outcast her entire life, Snow has a relatively happy personality. She's very gentle and motherly, and has a big heart. She loves to care for people. But she's often a little air-headed and doesn't realize when people are teasing her, especially because most people of Utopia did it in such an indirect and passive way. However, she did grow to be a little empty. It's hard for her to trust people, and she believes that everybody dislikes her. She also hates things typically associated with her kind because of her lack of wings, so she is afraid of high places. She's also afraid of large groups of strangers and huge open spaces, and prefers being with a few people she cares about, a group of children, or alone. Also, being outcasted from society led her to be different. Unlike others who have everything they want at the tips of their fingers, Snow often day dreamed and longed for things beyond her world.
Likes: Caves, stars, sweet things, nature, springtime, water.
Dislikes: High places, snow (her namesake), school, large groups of people, bitter foods, wide open spaces.
[b]Back home:[b/b] On Snow's home planet of Utopia, everything is truly perfect. From the humans, to the faeries, to the weeds and everything in between, there are no imperfections. No disease, no warfare, no physical impairments. Everyone is beautiful, smart, and healthy. They live harmoniously. This is mostly thanks to the magic of the Faerie, which can be found in all aspects of life. The actual planet itself is very small and clean, with nature abundant and lush.
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So begins...

Snow Azria's Story

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The last thing Snow remembered was being out in her typical cove of flowers, the little clearing surrounded by a thick wall of ivy that she called her 'secret clubhouse.' Few people knew about it. Father, Phillip, and a few of the children from the village were the chosen ones privileged enough to share her secret. It was the place she went to escape, where she could do anything and be anything she wanted unhindered by criticism and staring eyes. It seemed like no matter how long people knew about her, they still stared like they had never seen anything like her before: the faerie without the wings. It wasn't her fault. She hadn't asked to be born crippled, she just was by some cruel force of nature. But she tried not to think of all that as she awoke and came back to her senses.

Her first thought as she groggily propped herself up with one hand and rubbed her eyes with the other was, "Oh no, I fell asleep again. Father is going to be worried." It was something she did often. It was almost a weekly routine to spend all of her free day hidden away with the animals and plants before accidentally falling asleep. But as she blinked herself awake and took a look around her, she realized the forest was not where she was. Instead, she was in some sort of hallway; it was unlike the stone and wood cottages from her home world. This was very different, cold cut and forever long. It was awash in soft light, but it was certainly nothing like where she had fallen asleep. Was it some sort of hospital? Had Phillip come looking for her and thought something was wrong? But she would have woken up, since she was a light sleeper. So what was this?

She stood up and took a better look around the room, finally noticing the endless paintings that lined the walls. That made absolutely no sense. There were no art museums anywhere near her village, and the one in the city didn't look like this. And where were all the people? She slowly walked towards one section of the wall and stood on her tiptoes to look at one better. She blinked twice. The image was weird. It showed towering buildings the like she had never seen before, all awash in a thousand different colors of light and clustered together with not even a blade of grass in sight. It started to make her a little sick, so she turned away and kept moving down the hallway in hopes that she might find something useful to help her figure things out, her bright blue eyes moving from picture to picture as she went.

Finally she came across one that looked more familiar to her, a large, beautiful painting of a clear lake surrounded by thick berry bushes and dressed in clustering water lilies. In a way, it felt so...real. She timidly brought a hand to the surface and breathed in a sharp breath when it went through like through water. Was this some sort of joke? A dream? That's it, she was just having a very vivid dream. Curiosity took her over. She took a deep breath and put her foot through, then her arm then, as she began to put her face through this strange new doorway, something happened. A small brown rabbit hopped into the portrait, a rabbit that wasn't there before. Snow stopped in her tracks, frozen in fear and amazement at the fact that the picture had moved. But it was short-lived when the rabbit suddenly jumped forward and through the picture, almost hitting Snow in the face before disappearing into another picture. She yelped and jumped back. However, something else shocking happened. Instead of falling onto her butt on the floor, Snow fell up. Another gasp. She craned her head to see a pair of light blue wings, almost clear and seeming to be made out of air.

"Wings!" she cried out in shock. "How?" They were beating quickly and on their own, a pair of beautiful wings that Snow hadn't had before. Finally, she stepped back on the ground and sunk to her knees. She tried to become conscious of them, but it was so surreal. She was sure now, this had to be a dream. From the room, to the paintings, to the wings, it was one impossible surprise after another. But oh, she wished it was real! How easy her life would be if she had wings. Her mother would love her like her father, the other faeries and humans her age would want to be friends with her...she could be accepted and loved. They wouldn't just want to be around her when she sang and healed, or cooked her special cookies. If only they could see her like this...

But her dreams were short lived. Suddenly, she heard a scream from somewhere deep inside the reaches of the room. Scared, but curious at how there could be another person in her dream, Snow stood up and walked briskly towards the direction that the voice came from, both forgetful and scared of her wings. As she walked, she noticed that everything looked the same, but different. Halls gave way to other halls, but their walls were all filled with portraits of so many different things. It seemed like she wasn't making any progress at all. She took a deep breath before calling out as loud as she could, "Hello? Is anybody out there?"

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Daniel started running too see if he could find anyone in this strange world. He passed many paintings and saw one depicting a strange world with only black and white. He entered this into his journal. " Ok, so it seems this place is one you go to after you die? I'm not completely sure. Still no sign of people here except for random markings. I'm sure someone must be here and as confused as I am. I'll start marking out where I go with red arrows.
" Daniel then begins exploring the hallways and looking into paintings. This is his next entry." I found a giant X , i'm guessing i'll find someone around here." Daniel goes into a painting that shows a field lit by moonlight. Daniel then walks to what appears to be a person. When he comes closer he sees that it's not a person at all, instead it was a carving in the shape of a person with what appeared to be wings.

Next entry " I don't like this, it's to perfect. Sure it's beautiful, but it just doesn't sit right with me." Daniel then gets out his sketchbook and begins drawing himself. After eight tries he finally gives up and throws the sketchbook. Realizing that he'll probably need the sketchbook he picks it back up and goes back through to "Here". Daniel then draws the painting so he can remember to come back to it, he labels the drawing as "Moonlit field."
"Not a very original name, but who cares i'm only using for self reference." Daniel thought to himself. He then started running in hope that someone else might be here but stopping to see the paintings that interest him.
He went to a painting that looked surrealistic. This was his next entry "I don't know if it'll be safe to enter so I might as well jump in." Daniel jumped through and became disoriented the second he entered. Next entry "This feels so strange. It's too strange, i'm leaving this place." He went back through the painting and fell from motion sickness. Next entry " Going through paintings that look surrealistic messes with your sense of direction."

He flipped the page of his notebook and made the page he was on specific to the next person he met, if he meets anyone in this world. After a bit of walking he had a good map of the paintings and had a page listing them by category surrealistic, beautiful, original, hot, cold, underwater, new species of plant, and new species of animals. He saw someone that looked like a girl with wings he then walked up to him to see if the girl knew anything about this world. He tapped the girl on the shoulder and hoped the girl knew sign language. He started signing words to the girl "Do you know what this world is or where we are?"

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Eventually, Snow slowed to a slow walk, and then stopped. She had only heard the scream once, and while she hoped she was getting closer, there was no way of telling where she was or what direction she was headed in. She felt defeated, and dizzy, and no one answered her calls. "Maybe the scream was just from one of the paintings," she whispered to herself as she went to examine a painting of a snowy landscape, barren and only filled with a tree lit up with what looked like colored candies. She took a deep breath and stepped through, finally going completely into one of the portals. She stood, blankly staring out at it and shivering. She had always hated snow, hated its coldness and the way that it seemed to white and perfect, but turned ugly, just like a lot of the people from her home. It was beautiful, but it was a cruel beauty. And as she stood there, experiencing the cold feelings, she had a sudden realization. In dreams, even vivid ones, you don't feel[i] like this. She had had dreams of snow before, and she could never feel the cold flakes nipping at her nose and burning her cheeks like this.

But it had to be a dream, didn't it? What if it wasn't? How could this be? Maybe it was from another world like in fairytales. But here she had wings, which was impossible. So what was it? She decided to turn around and go back inside, still shivering a little from the temperature change and covered in a dusting of snow that began to melt into her blonde hair. She shook the long waves and her wings and began to walk a little slower, pondering what could be happening to her, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Snow yelped a little and instinctively turned around and flew up a little so she could quickly get away if it was something bad. Instead, it was just a regular human boy. A [i]real
human boy.

"Oh, hello," she said shyly, floating back to the ground but keeping her distance. But instead of saying something, he started moving his hands in weird ways. She gave him a confused look. "I-I'm sorry. I don't quite understand. Are you hurt? Are you stuck here too?" She took a step forward. Could he not talk? "My name is Snow, what is yours?"

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"Crap" He thought. He grabbed his notebook and wrote this down "I can speak, but I'm not used to it yet." " Do you know where we're at? "
" I've mapped out the hallway and paintings." "By the way what species are you?" He started making a snowman to pass the time.
"Sorry for bombarding you with questions. I'm just a bit confused." He grabbed his map and showed it to Snow.
"My name is Daniel." He then proceeds to draw the painting they just entered and name it Tundra.
"Sign language is how I usually communicate, but since you don't know sign language i'll communicate through my notebook."
Daniel just noticed the cold and shivered. " This is a bit too cold can we go back through the painting?

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Taking slow, deep breaths Marpe tried to calm herself again. She had let this place get the better of her but no more. What was she supposed to do here? Surely she had been brought here for a reason. She began walking, a brisk stride in any direction. Movement always helped her think. But before she got anywhere a voice from the shadows was heard. It sounded more like a child, not the strong and determined voice of an Amazon. This could not be her Goddess. If not then who? Gripping her sword tighter she began running in the direction of the sound. Marpe was a skilled tracker but even she found it difficult to determine where she was. Regardless, Marpe wasn't one for giving up, so she kept looking, making sure that she was low and silent. It felt like forever and but a moment at the same time. She didn't know how long she had been searching but all of a sudden there were two figures down the end of the corridor. A yelp came from one of them. What was going on? Never one for sneakery Marpe boldly made her way over. She towered above them, even for an Amazon she was immensely tall.

But she could not have expected what she saw as she neared the two. First of all, what had appeared to be a strange construction of light was actually some sort of wings from the girls back. What was this strange creature? But worst of all she was talking to a boy. His hands were moving wildly and while he didn't seem to look dangerous Marpe had heard of tales of evil men using witchcraft. Maybe that was what he was doing, a sort of spell? Either way, she didn't like him. Without thinking, she charged the boy and while could have easily speared him found she couldn't. Her arm refused to obey her but that didn't stop her from grabbing him by the scruff of the neck and lifting him so that he was eye to eye with her. Years of being told men are awful, controlling and manipulative creatures had her wishing she could kill him. But, she saw the blood and the gut wrenching pain in the voice of that terrible man who had permanently damaged her arm. How she so desperately wanted to forget and just harm this boy for being male. But she couldn't bring herself to do it and so she got angry.

"You pathetic male whelp! How dare you speak to this woman like she is your equal! You should be begging and her feet and thanking her that she has allowed you to be in her presence. Men are no more than slaves and should be treated so." She growled fiercly at the boy and dropped him back to his feet. Then she turned to the winged young woman. She was clearly not a hardened woman but she was female none the less. Marpe gave her the traditional greeting which was a fist over her left breast.

"You should not allow this weaker being to think that he is of equal standing to you. Especially since it is so clear that you are blessed by the Goddess."

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Daniel started wondering who this women was. He got his notebook out and wrote stuff in it. " Hello do I know you? Perhaps I did something to anger you? Don't you perhaps think that people here are different and tell me would your goddess let a "weaker being" into this place? Don't act violent towards me when you do not know who I am. At least you're used to speaking, i've had to go my whole life without being able to communicate freely. And who are you to judge people? Do you know who I am? Do I look like the people you know? What do you know of my civilizations morales, nothing. Do you know how frustrating it is having to communicate through a notebook?" Daniel slowly regained his composure. " I'm sorry that I lashed out at you like that. But honestly why are you acting so barbaric towards me? Tell me are all women the same? No correct? Then why should you assume all men are the same. Would you so blindly go and murder someone for existing differently then you?

"Well it's a good thing I regained my composure I don't like harming people without understanding what they were raised to believe. Perhaps you can explain to me why you feel I should be treated differently? I'm guessing that where your from people hold prejudices against each other. Here to prove I won't try to attack you I'll show you I have no weapons. If you really wished to kill me you wouldn't have hesitated. " Daniel shows Marpe that he has no weapons. " Can you begin to explain why men are considered your enemies? If you cant then tell me why do you wish to shed the blood of men? How do you know your goddess didn't send you here to show you that some men can be trusted? If you don't want to talk then kill me now and forever live in doubt and regret that you killed me. Your choice, but remember this the choice you make now might haunt you for the rest of your life or it might open your eyes. "

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Snow watched as this new boy quickly wrote in his book and couldn't help but examine all the scribbled doodles and notes in the margins and on on the lines. It made her wonder just how long he had been there, but as she read his new words it didn't sound like he could have been long at all. "Oh, of course!" she said when he offered to go back inside, remembering where they were standing and shivering violently. The snow that had accumulated on her hair and wings melted as they walked in, leaving her a little colder and damper than she wished to be. "No, I'm sorry, I have no idea what this place is. It's so strange though, don't you think? It's a little terrifying." She stared in awe at the drawings he had made. How smart to mark where he had been! He would never get lost.

"I'm a faerie," she answered in regard to his question. "But I'm supposed to be a fairy without wings...I have no idea how these got here." She fluttered the wings a few times for emphasis. "Are you human?" She was curious about why he wasn't used to talking. Everybody on her world could talk. It was strange, this 'sign language' he spoke about. She wondered what type of world he could come from that there was a language for people without words, just signs.

She would have asked him more, but suddenly footsteps caught her attention, and before she realized it, there was a woman between them holding Daniel up and threatening him. Snow was shocked. How could anybody be so violent? Nobody ever made threats or physically harmed others on Utopia (well, at least not normally, but Snow sometimes pushed down on accident as a child). After releasing Daniel, the woman turned towards Snow and asked how she could allow him to stand as her equal.

"U-uhmm, well," she stuttered, a little terrified. "E-everybody is equal. Of course he can stand and talk with me. It's nice just to be in the company of another here." She stared up at the lady, this "Amazonian" as she later mentioned. And all Snow could think was that she was so tall. Of course, being a fairy, Snow was always a little shorter than humans. And even for a fairy she was short (just four feet and eight inches). But this woman towered over her like a tree, and it was scary. And her tone of voice was angry. It rung harshly in Snow's ears, and she took a step back in cowering fear.

Snow watched helplessly as Daniel and the newcomer argued about the genders and equality. The woman seemed to truly despise men, and put herself so highly above them, it made her wonder what could have possibly happened to make her like this. She couldn't really see the words that Daniel was writing, so she was only hearing the words that the Amazonian was speaking. She kept bringing up this goddess. "Could it be that her goddess did bring us here?" Snow thought, pondering all possible explanations to their problem. But it didn't make sense that another persons goddess would bring her to this place, so she dismissed it. And besides, Utopia had no gods or goddesses, only the forces of humans, faeries, and nature itself kept the world in check. Harmony and perfection were the beliefs of the people, that they kept the planet held together in every molecule of every being.

Eventually, Snow could take no more. The two seemed to be getting violent, and the woman's tone only seemed to get fiercer. Daniel's face showed no sign of backing down, and Snow knew that any battle would end poorly for him. She knew that she was small, and her voice only so loud, but she had to try something. So she took a deep breath and forced her wings to carry her off the ground only to shakily fly the foot or so distance and land between them. "Please stop," she cried desperately. "I can see the malice between you two, and I know that you are different. But you need to try and see past that. I don't want to see anybody get hurt." Her small voice had no confidence in it, yet it was laced with courage. "If you'd like, I can sing. Maybe you two can feel better after that and we can all talk and get along," she offered hopefully.

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Daniel realized what he was doing and stopped. "Sorry, I just hate being looked down upon." "I think a song perhaps could help."
Daniel began drawing random drawings to keep his mind occupied. "Perhaps we should try to figure out why we're here before we get into arguing. Or maybe we should look around for more people and see if anyone else is here. "Ok so this is what i've mapped out so far. It seems they're are more people around here that marked the same as I did. Perhaps going back there we could find them." As he pulled back his sleeve the letters Απόγονος του Απόλλωνα was tattooed on his hand. " Ok Snow do you remember where you first came to when you came here? And i'm human, and I used to be mute, sign language was created for people who couldn't speak to communicate. When I came here I could speak, but I don't feel right speaking perhaps I could try. And thanks for helping me calm down, I can't really fight I was trained in defense not offense probably would've tired out and gotten killed."

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"As you wish" Daniel gets ready to use a combination of pressure point hitting and Aikido " Let's not use weapons it'll be more fun this way. " Daniel gets ready to fight and begins by hitting the solar plexus. Then hitting her temple as much as he can to get her unconscious, it appears to do nothing. "What?" Daniel then tries hitting his hand against the wall, nothing. "It appears we can't fight in "Here" perhaps you have a challenge of skills? Can you shoot arrows or ride horses?

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Marpe had to admit he was quick, an excellent trait to have, so when he went straight to her solar plexus instead of reacting, she tensed preparing for the blow. Reaction took over and she didn't even notice that it hadn't caused her any pain, instead her arm was already flying up to block his arm that was coming towards her head. She was nearly too late, and she only just managed to catch his arm. She was about to retaliate, he strength flowing straight into a kick that she was going to initiate directly into his kneecap. Instead he just stopped and actually walked away. You don't just stop in the middle of a fight! What caused her to raise her eyebrow was that he went to hit a wall, clearly not hard enough because nothing happened. He turned back to her asking if she wanted a challenge of skills. What she really wanted was to beat the living daylights out of him. Wanting to show her strength she walked up to the wall, prepared herself and with all her might smashed her fist into the wall. Her knuckles should have broken on the impact, but instead the wall only slightly cracked to which when she removed her fist simply repaired itself. What was this madness? It had unnerved her but she still had sense to answer him.

"A challenge of skills? Wrestling? Horse riding? How about the skill to fell a tree?" She wanted a challenge that would be to her advantage, strength was definitely on her side. But they were so different, that really no challenge would put them on equal standing. She turned to the other girl, snow she thought her name was.

"While I would gladly show challenge this one," She careless pointed to his direction, "I would prefer to get out of here. What say you?"

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Snow gasped when Daniel started to hit her. He was getting in way over his head with this woman. She so clearly hated him, and that coupled with her size and dominating strength made it clear that he had absolutely no chance. Sure, he seemed like he might be able to hold his own against somebody more on his level. But this woman was a warrior, and he was just a normal human. It was about as pointless as if Snow had tried going up against her. But go up against her he did. She watched his hand fly towards her solar plexus. She covered her eyes and fluttered back a bit, waiting for the sounds of fighting to ensue. She had never seen a fight in her whole life, not even in books or movies. She didn't want to ruin that now. It scared her, but didn't make her curious like the new world she was in and the people she was meeting.

After a little bit of time and only a few muffled thumps and thwacks, nothing else happened. Finally she heard the woman speak about a challenge of skills and opened her eyes, warily moving over to take a peek at Daniel's notebook to see what he had said. No fighting? Well, at least that was a plus. It was as if the world itself was forcing them to get along. Snow breathed a sigh of relief. A show of skills sounded like a much more logical--and safe--conclusion to their bickering than duking it out with their fists. Maybe it could even be a little entertaining, and maybe she could even join in to ride the horses. It would be fun to find a painting with a flock of wild horses in here.

But instead the woman turned to Snow and asked her about getting out of here. "U-uhmm, if you mean find a way out of this world, then yes. It's a little weird here." She looked past her towards Daniel, hesitating to ask about him. "Oh! I almost forgot to ask your name. Mine name is Snow, and I'm a faerie." She fluttered her wings a little. It was still weird to her, but she was starting to really like them. It made her feel satisfied and complete to be able to say what she was with a shake of her icy blue wings, but still a little scary. To think she could fly high in the air like Phillip!

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A faerie? She was not sure exactly what that was. Maybe it was like the fabled nymphs, the spirits of the forest? She appeared very earthy and delicate, so it wasn't a far fetched idea. Marpe had never really expected the day when she would come across a mythological creature, there were just stories after all. But it seemed that these people clearly where not of her world. How could they be when the male knew nothing of who she was. Everyone knew of the Amazons and every male either feared them or tried to control them, there was no inbetween. So as a result of him questioning her, she figured he not only didn't understand but it was because he was not of the same world.

At least the faerie, agreed with getting home somehow. But she had to raise an eyebrow when she continued to address the male. Even asking for his name! A scowl formed on her lips but this time she said nothing. If the Goddess would not allow her to harm him, then there must be a reason. Either way she didn't like it. Bored already Marpe went over to where her had thrown her sword. It lay not too far away on the cold stone floor. She took quick powerful strides to reach it and gracefully bent over to pick it up. Manoeuvring the sword so that it lay flat across both her palms, she gazed into the dull metal. A stern reflection gazed back at her, dark eyes boring into her. Her initiation paint was still streaked across her eyes and it made her both slightly sad and angry. With a swift flick she sheathed her sword, unable to look at herself further and not wishing to think what might be going on back home.

She turned back to the Snow and the boy. She could either leave them and venture this place on her own which she wouldn't have minded, but as an Amazon she was sworn to protect all women, leaving her with no choice but to stay with Snow, even though that meant with the boy as well. She marched back over, eyeing the floating girl with slight suspicion, but she had closed her eyes when they had been about to fight so she supposed she didn't really pose a threat. She was growing impatient, she needed to be on the move again.

"We need to be moving again. I want to understand why we are here..." But she trailed off as her eyes focused on one of the pictures just beyond Snow. The same rolling hills and evergreen forest that she had grown up with. Her home was right there. She beelined straight towards it, desperation making her even swifter. As she stopped in front of the frame she was able to see that not only was it the same scenery but even the village was there, she could actually see people moving too! She tentatively reached out her hand. The image rippled slightly on her touch, causing her to flinch back. But undeterred she pushed forwards again, this time her whole hand went through. She gasped and looked back to Snow.

"This is my home." She looked longingly towards it but she still felt that sense of protection towards the delicate girl. She couldn't exactly leave her, her honour would not allow it.

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Trying to finally speak words Daniel tried. "This feels strange being able to freely communicate, I doubt i'll get used to it. But anyways my name is Daniel, I come from a planet called earth." Daniel proceeds to draw skyscrapers and cars and things in the modern world. " Snow can you draw what your world looks like? And i'll give you a copy of the map I made." Daniel begins to draw furiously a copy of the map he made. " Ehh, i'll give you the original."
" I really hope there are more people in this world, I want to know the exact reason i'm here. I think we should go around the X I didn't mark maybe the person who marked it is still there."
Daniel begins to run and drops his wallet containing a picture of him his sister and parents all smiling for a photo.

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Daniel walks calm and collected already brushing off the encounter he had earlier. He got his Ipod out and started listening to music while wearing headphones, remembering about the people he met earlier he asked them a question. " Do you want to listen to music while we explore, or would you rather not? I have spare Ipods and headphones. Wait do you even know what an Ipod or headphones are? "
Daniel rubbed his eyes. " Huh, this is strange i'm seeing two different things. I see my bedroom and this world at the same time, are you guys seeing this too? " Daniel didn't like this it was disorientating. "I don't like this it's too disorientating. "
"Wait if these paintings are portals to specific locations and times, perhaps I can leave something in one of them and come looking for it in the world I came from, for example if I left my phone in the ground in one of the paintings perhaps I can find it with a GPS system back home, but I'm going to have to find a power source for it, or perhaps I can make a geothermal generator to power it. Yes, that seems like a good idea." Daniel then sketches blueprints for a machine to power his cellphone so he can find it in his normal world. " So, I'm guessing I won't really have to leave here since I can see both in my world and this world simultaneously." Daniel smiled. " My plan should work unless these paintings only create an area similar to specific areas, to travel to. " Daniel pondered something. " Snow do your people have any more efficient means to create electricity? "

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Trelore knew something was wrong, or at least different the moment he gained consciousness. He didn't open his eyes straight away preferring to let himself concentrate and find what was missing. First off he didn't have that constant almost haziness in his mind. His thoughts were actually sharper and little details like the cold hard floor against his back weren't just disappearing as soon as he thought about it. The next thing he noticed was that he didn't feel as heavy. The burden and grief that he carried at all times seemed to be partially lifted. He still had a sadness and sort of emptiness but it wasn't crippling and for the first time in a very long time he felt happy. Then he opened his eyes. He was staring straight up into blackness, but his peripheral vision showed ornate frames with an array of different images inside. They seemed to be illuminated but he couldn't see from where.

Sitting up and rising to his feet Trelore looked around, examining the place that he had just awoken to. It was just a long corridor, lined with hundreds of pictures. His handsome brow creased as he walked over to one of the pictures that was of the seaside. He reached a hand out to graze what he thought was artwork, only to be surprised when his hand disappeared into it. He wasn't startled or anything, but he did raise his brow in interested amusement. Where was he? But just then his ears pricked up as he could hear the faint echoes of voices. There were others here. He gracefully made his way in the direction he thought they were.

A few minutes of searching and he came across what seemed to be a young boy, a very striking and rather dangerous looking woman with her hand in a painting and a girl with stunning wings. He stayed to the shadows, unsure whether he should appear to them or not.

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Marpe was still ignoring Daniel, instead focusing on Snow. But then she tensed. It was as if there was someone else here too. She had always had a sort of heightened sense when someone was looking at her. She glanced down both ways of the corridor and saw that in fact amidst the shadows was a tall slender figure. She slowly stepped away from the picture frame and drew her sword again. Putting herself between Snow and the stranger she raised the sword towards him.

"Show yourself!" She called out.

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Guess he had no choice now. Trelore stepped out of the shadows, his hands raised to show he meant no harm.

"Please, forgive me for hiding. I mean no harm." His musical voice, strong but at the same time had a soft, enchanting ring to it. But he saw the woman's eyes narrow, and saw that she didn't seem to relax. He decided that appealing to her with just his voice was no the way to go. "My name is Trelore. I seem to have found myself here and I'm not entirely sure where Here is."

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Great another male. But he was clearly much older and different to the young boy that Marpe had first met. When he spoke she felt a bit of herself tingle and almost wished to trust him. But she pushed it down and kept staring at him. He was unlike she had ever seem before. Stunning beyond imagination with a lean muscular body that even she could appreciate. What was she thinking?!

"We do not know, that is what we are trying to figure out. It seems that we can enter the images. Perhaps if you find your home in one of the frames and enter it you can return home." She said standoffishly, not lowering her sword but starting to walk back to her village.

"That would make sense." The man called Trelore said calmly. He made no effort to move and didn't seem in the slightest bothered with her still holding a weapon against him. She watched him ponder for a moment. "It seems, that we are all drawn from not only different times, but different worlds." She heard him mutter to himself. "Maybe there are more of us here." He said louder and addressing it to both of them. While that was most likely true Marpe was more interested in going home than meeting more people. Then he seemed to realise he had forgotten something. "I apologies, how rude of me, but I didn't even ask of your names."

Marpe didn't know what to make of this man. So completely different from the brutes back home and the young Daniel boy. He had a way with words, something she did not. But regardless, she would tell him anyway, she was not one to hide.

"I am Marpe, warrior of the Alkaia tribe." Her words rang with pride.

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It seemed this woman, Marpe, was a warrior, clearly a very apt one at that. He allowed the other faerie woman to reply before speaking.

"Would I be rude in asking whether you would like to join me in finding others, so that maybe we can discover as to why we are here." He spoke delicately, so as not to seem intruding. Marpe didn't speak, instead he watched as she walked over to a frame that held a picturesque view of a valley with a village in the distance. She pointed at it.

"This here is my village. I wish to go through it and return home." She spoke with sternness but he could hear the desire in her voice.

"It would indeed be a blessing to return home, but surely there must be a reason that we are here. Returning home, I don't believe could be that simple." He wasn't being harsh with his words, just simply stating what he believed. He could see the warrior woman's mouth set in a tight line. She clearly did not like hearing that, but he could also see that she hesitated. A sad smile hinted at his lips. "I'm sorry." He said as he saw her lowering her sword.

Marpe growled again and stalked past him. "Come now, if you don't keep up I'm leaving you both." She called over her shoulder as walked into the darkness. Trelore looked at the faerie girl.

"Well, I guess we should get going."

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Daniel forgetting he could talk made a bunch of signs in sign language saying. "Hello. My name is Daniel, pleased to meet you and what race and planet are you from? From the time i've been here i've learned that not everyone here is from the same time or planet. I'm not even sure how, but it seems I can talk, oh wait." Daniel trying to talk "I'm pretty sure I'll never get used to speaking. I'll repeat what I signed. My name is Daniel, pleased to meet you and what race and planet are you from? From the time i've been here i've learned that not everyone here is from the same time or planet." Daniel showed Trelore the map he drew and the things he figured out from this strange world, like how you can go through paintings and your disabilities are fixed. "

"You seem to be holding some emotional weight. Am I correct, you don't have to tell me what it is if you don't want to. We only just met anyways, I doubt you'd trust me that easily." Daniel knew this from studying body language. "Perhaps I can relieve some of the stress on your body by pressing some pressure points for you, if that's fine with you. And by the way I was mute before I came here so i'm guessing since I don't see any physical disabilities, i'm guessing that your disability is emotional. " Remembering the man's question. " Oh, and I was planning to look for more people anyways let's follow them shall we?" Daniel smiled at the new company.

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As Trelore made to follow Marpe he suddenly found the boy walking beside him. He was making signs with his hands as if trying to communicate. Back home his people had something similar but they were able to give themselves a voice inside someones head with a series of hand gestures. Trelore raised an amused eyebrow as it seemed the boy remembered he could speak. He talked incredibly fast and it was a wonder that he didn't faint from lack of breath. He was like an energetic child, eager for attention. He heard Marpe make a rude sound up ahead and he figured that she did not like him. He was definitely a handful.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Daniel." Trelore started out slowly as he was still taken aback by the brashness and just general up-in-your-face approach the boy had. "Your very direct you know that?" He said jokingly. "Well, since you seem so interested my people are Elves and my home is called Ixus."

But what disturbed Trelore the most about this strange boy was that he had come out claiming that Trelore was carrying emotional weight. Trelore had given nothing away, how had this boy known what was deep inside of him? That was when he became more closed off towards him.

"Daniel, you must realise that if physical disabilities are healed here than how can you assume that I didn't have one?" He shook his head but kept following Marpe. At this point he would rather talk to the warrior woman whom at least wasn't so out there. Even the quiet faerie girl, she seemed delicate and polite similar to his own people.

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"I'm sorry." Said Daniel a bit sad. "If you don't wish to speak about it then don't, and usually you can tell someone's disability by the way they move and their body language, but since I'm guessing you have a different physiology that I have to take that into consideration. " Daniel seemed less energetic then he was before. " In all seriousness, do you know where we are or the reason we're here? "
Daniel hoped the man knew anything about their current situation. " Good, they can't see past to my facade, I don't trust them enough to reveal what I have written in my notebook." Daniel thought to himself. "How did that get into my notebook anyways, I didn't write it there. " Daniel let that slip, but quickly said " Ignore what I just said, I was just thinking to myself. " No one seemed to notice that he said anything. Daniel felt it would be better that way.

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Daniel walked slowly trying to observer as much as he could from his surroundings. He had to jot this information down so he would remember and could perhaps help the new people that came here with it. "Hey you guys I feel a bit tired I think somethings wrong with me. I'll just lay down in one of the paintings, you guys go on ahead. " Daniel then went into a painting depicting a clearing with only trees and grass swaying. He laid down and tried to gather his thoughts
1. He came into a world or hub, more like awakened here.
2. In here you are able to go through paintings depicting a piece of land and time.
3. I have no idea how long the stay here is or even if there is a limit.
4. It seems people here have a different physiology.
5. People don't seem to like me talking, so I'll stick to writing on paper to limit the rambling I do, it will be much more time effecient.
6. No one seems to know what is happening here.
Daniel got his most important notes into that list. "Finally some peace and quiet no one to bother me, or threaten to kill me. I might actually enjoy this place, it seems nice and peaceful. No worrying about anything. " Daniel got up and expected there to be a fridge next to him. " Crap, I think I won't ever fully enjoy this place. " Daniel laid on the ground not worrying about anything just looking up thinking about what to next. "There's nothing to do now, besides wait for someone to pass by. Heck I might even get to try my experiment. " Daniel laughed, who was he kidding he was no scientist he didn't know how to build a energy generating machine. "It would be really wonderful if someone who knew about machinery appeared here. " Daniel decided not to worry about anything and just lay down and relax, he's had enough action for one day, if time even meant anything here. Daniel quickly returned to the group.