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There is a story, about a widow she wanted a child of her own. Though as years went on she knew she never woul have one. So she asked the witch for help. The with gave her a small seed and told the widow to grow it in a lone pot and love it as a child and the widow did. When the flower bloomed out popped a small girl who was no bigger then the widows thumb. The widow raided the child though as best she could reading her stories. One day though the child grew lonely, she though she was the only one her size. Though when she hears of fairys can her thoughts be changed if she meets one?

Name:Riverdrop
Age:looks 18
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(lets start)

Riverdrop sat down on the window still. She did this often where there was little to nothing to do, and fore her that was often. She was to small to do any work, the items around the house were to large for her to do any thing with at all. So most her day she spent sitting in the window looking outside.