Heaven you may call it at first glance. This hazy world of creatures big and small.
Just like any fantasy world, this world had it's kingdoms. The mightiest of them all The League of Fae's.
This League put together to govern all other lands of the world, was cold and rigid.



Now have you ever heard of changelings?
Changeling: (n) A child surreptitiously or unintentionally substituted for another; an ugly, stupid, or strange Fae left by faeries in place of a pretty, charming child.
How about Faes?
Fae:A Faerie child.

In this story, which was to teach children a lesson, is about a young boy who's name is unimportant at this moment.No worries, he will become of value shortly.

Now one day the young boy disobeyed his mother, staying awake late into the night. Now what his mother had told him was that children who stay up late into the night are dragged away to the Faerie world. Of course this rarely ever happened and it was only a story used to fool children into going to bed on time.
So this boy, did end up encountering a young Fae girl. Why she flew down his fireplace! He asked her name, Her name was Ainsel.
Grinning the Fae asked the little boy his name and he playfully also replied " AINSEL"!
Staying up and playing with her even later into the night the fire that warmed the two began to grow cold. What the boy did next ultimately changed his path forever.
Using the metal pick he brought the fire's flames back to life, the fire embers flying into the little Fae Ainsel's Delicate Pink eyes.
Now, angry at the little boy the litter fae clawed at the boys eye.
At this moment however a Faerie had jumped down the fireplace, hearing her child's screams of pain and anger.
Asking who had done this the little Fae cried, " Ainsel! Ainsel!"
In the commotion the little Fae should had remember what Ainsel had Meant. For those of you that don't, it meant means "Myself".

The Mother Faerie looked at her daughter in anger, swatting her in the face thinking the child stupid.
The Faerie looked at the boy, then back to her daughter.
Grabbing the little, blind boy by his wrist she pulled him up to her side. Holding him on her hip like any mother would their child. The little Fae looked at her mother in disbelief and began sobbing.
Caressing the fae child's jaw line she ran her finger up her jawline, to Ainsels Little pink Delicate eye. Plucking it from it's socket.
There was another horrendous scream from the Fae child.

Up and out the Mother and her new son went. Leaving her stupid daughter behind.
The new son dazed and confused rubbed at his new pink delicate eye, holding a hand over his other empty socket. If tears were possible for him at this moment, this would have been their Que.

Poor poor Ainsel, the Faery mother said. Holding her new child's head to her shoulder.


-End-

(( FFFFF. I waited to post this until I had more watchers. Not worth typing out a wall of text for no one. D: But yeah. So it may be a little confusing, ask questions if you don't understand anything. I'll have a picture of Him up soon too, it's a pain for me to draw males. D| ))