The Unconventional Escape

We always read books or see movies about vampires or werewolves.. etc. but never the fair folk. BUT the fairies you've known from the stories you've heard as a child are not what's really out there. The 16 year old fairy Amber finds out who she really is and struggles to get away with her unconventional forbidden feelings. READ! (NO SPOILERS) :)


3. Invincible


          Each year, a parade is held to honor our queen and the fair folk’s knights. This year I went to watch the parade and celebrate with my friend Kendra, but before we went we had to get spectacular dresses to woo the guys. It’s quite funny because back in the old days the ancient fair folk didn’t even wear any clothes. It’s really insane if you asked me, but I guess the way we see each other’s bodies differs from the way you humans do; we consider bodies as instruments not as sexual figures.  Besides, it’s not like we need a piece of cloth to cover our flaws. Age doesn’t change our appearance, but our intentions do.

          To humans, I am considered the most beautiful 16 year old girl they could ever imagine, but here I struggle to look half as good as Kendra. She doesn’t even try to look good, she just has it. She has pale blue eyes that anyone would kill to get a chance to look into, she has a heart shaped face with red apple like cheeks and an olive skin color that perfectly defines her wide eyes and outrageous red rose petal like lips. As for her shoulders there is an even spread of blue sparkles. Kendra is not curvy like the rest of us; she has long lean legs and a long torso where her ribs are always showing under her silky dresses. Oh how I wish I had her hair; like long flaming orange lava flowing down from her head to her knees.  Just as I was thinking about how perfectly perfect she is, she came into my room holding two bags and said enthusiastically,

“Hey there you are, I got our dresses!”

“Oh, erm, cool let’s check them out,” I said as I tried to hide my face from her.

“Amber why are your cheeks turning slightly green? You know that’s the color of envy don’t you?” she said with a confused look on her face.

“Sometimes I wish I could lie..I just don’t feel good. It’s okay really.”

“No seriously.” She said rolling her eyes ignorantly.

“Isn’t it obvious? Look at you Kendra. Just look at you,” I said to her as I twisted her towards the long wide mirror.

“Hmm, I’m looking.” She replied sarcastically as she checked herself out.

“You get to weave dreams for humans just because your soul is pure and because you are beautiful, you have everything and you don’t even have to work for it. Sometimes I even wonder why you’re a Spero and not one of the Fideles. Teach me how to beco-”

“Stop saying that! First of all, my father is one of the Fideles so it makes sense that I carry some of his genes but other than that you are perfect just the way you are! I have a slender figure and I wish I had your curvy figure and small waste. I wish I had your hot pink curly hair just like you wish you were anything but yourself. We always want what we don’t have, and we always wish for things that we can never have and the worst part is that we lose ourselves in the process. Can we forget all about this and have a good time tonight? Besides I bet you’re gonna look wonderful in that dress!”
“Whatever you say master.”I joke.
“Hey I just spent five minutes giving you a deep speech and that’s all I get? Damn this world is messed up! Anyway, here you go.” She said as she handed me the dress and went to the bathroom to change up.

          I took off my white flowing short skirt and my pink and white tie dye crop top and slipped on the dress then stared at myself at the mirror in disbelief. I don’t want to seem vain or anything but I never felt more beautiful in a dress before. The lacy texture of the top part of the dress hugged my body and molded around my full chest and tiny waste defining them, and the straps sat on my collar bones as if they were a hanger. Then came the flowing bottom part of the dress which swirled around my thighs covering only half of my thigh area. The layers seemed to sway perfectly with my movement. The v shape of the back of the dress exposed my ivory skin and the light turquoise color of the dress somehow suited my hot pink curls, lips, and nails, as well as my super wide purple eyes. I felt like a blooming flower. I tied my hair that covered most of my back into a loose bun and let some strands of hair fall from the sides then knelt down to tie the lace on my ballerina shoes.

          As I was doing so, Kendra came out of the bathroom wearing a red strapless flowy dress with a golden wide belt enclosing on her waist and golden heals as well. She was holding two flower crowns in her hand, one made of roses and one made of irises.

“You look nice..”  I said with an even tone trying to act cool.

“You look amazing,” she said as she gasped and handed me the flower crown that was made of roses, “here I want you to put this on tonight. It matches the color of your eyes anyway.”

“Oh thank you so much! I’m glad I have you,” I say as I put the crown over my hair, “tonight we are invincible.”

“You bet. Alright let’s go, and don’t forget the fairy dust!”

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