This is not just any tale this is the story of one of my greatest allies Zachery!
He is a strong but Grumpy Dwarf, always bickering with someone just so he can bicker. We are a lot alike, except I’m more adjusted to human life. He behaves as a cave man at times sitting in front of a magic mirror for hours making imaginary characters fight for entertainment, although he would fit in well with the elvish community because of his lust for new information.
We met in junior high, when I had transferred from an all girls academy to my local academy. It was smaller than I was used to but it made it easier to spot people to talk to. I am going to be completely honest and say I have no recognition of when we actually met, I only remember the annoying encounters that followed. Needless to say we were not close at all in junior high, but now I consider him my best friend.
It took one lovely elf/pixie hybrid to bring us together, or more Zachery’s attraction to her. Her name is Katherine, and the two of us where inseparable in high school. We met the first day of school and without her I would not have become close with any of my best friends now. It became clear very quickly that Zachery and his best friend at the time Cole both liked her, and I was on third wheel duty to relieve the pressure from her. It was a tedious task that I almost regret if it didn’t lead to my mother coming into our schools cafeteria during Zachery’s and my spare period and giving him a lecture on treating Katherine well.
We soon became more friends than acquaintances, and while that was happening Katherine and Cole became and Item. It was than that Zachery and me truly became friends, it seems like being on the same end of our friends arguments was a bonding moment. I can remember the first time we actually hung out alone, besides me bumming rides off him from school. It was two summers ago and I was making the food for a friends birthday celebration being held at my house, Mary originally came over to help but it turned out so horribly I called it round 1 and called Zachery to help for round 2. I don’t even think he came to the party, yet he most definitely was the greatest help with helping. We bickered less than we had ever before, and we both bonded over having to listen to our friends talk about there fighting.
Ever sense then we have continued to grow our friendship, through fights and bickering, we made it to this point. Aka the point were I annoy him every time I have an issue, but he always picks up or calls me back! The best friend I could have asked for!
More to come,
Ruby the not so Wicked Witch
I have always head people say that there is always this weird sense of calm that comes before a huge storm, but I don’t believe it. Storms never come out of no where, the thing is most people ignore the signs, before a storm comes heading their way, just like fights! Most people want to believe the best, so they ignore the small things until something happens and the world can’t control the pain and the anger going through them. I`m not like most people, I don’t ignore the little things. I don’t let things build up… I tear them down. Except with those I care about… because those are the ones I fear to lose or know won’t go.
My brother Mike is lying to me, we made an agreement one I take seriously! It was working well at first, but I very soon came to realize that the moment he thought I wouldn’t notice he went back on it. Well I noticed, I have noticed every night and everyday that he breaks our agreement. The specifics of are agreement are not important, whats important is that he lied, and continues to lie. He looks at me with a smug smile as if he has pulled the wool over my eyes, he has no idea how much I know. I have already talked about how my friends say I have an uncanny ability when it comes to figuring things out, this is just one of those times. I am not even mad anymore just hurt. He lied and even if I go up to him and tell him I know he will still lie.
I am huge on trust, If I cannot trust those around me how am I able to be around them? I don’t even have respect for him anymore. I’ve called my brother a lazy troll as a joke before but now he truly is a troll, he is so stupid as to think he has gotten away with lying and so dumb as to try to.
For those who try to hide something from others and for those who think there is a calm before the storm I urge you to look around, I guarantee there are signs and someone else has caught them! Nothing comes without a warning first, the goal is to be smart enough to actually see it and brave enough to understand what it means when you do.
More to come,
Ruby the not so wicked witch!
Most girls are not as lucky as cinderella! We have to dig through are closets for something to wear, put on are makeup, fret about our hair and if we look good enough. She had birds and mice make her dress and when that failed a fairy godmother make her look fabulous!
Tonight I find myself in Winchester staying with Midra, it is her 20th birthday and we are celebrating!! With that comes a ball, drinks and dancing included. I only wish that I could have some help with my preparation as I always feel like a mess. Either I am showing to much skin or I look like I am a nun, no in between. The one good thing is when your out with friends it really doesn’t matter as much as you make it seem. And the one thing that Cinderella did hit right on the spot was at the end of the night everyone looks like crap! Booze does that to you!
I just hope that my night doesn’t crash as bad as cinderella’s did!
More to come,
Ruby, The not so wicked witch.
Traveling to a destination will always be a tedious event, made even worse when one travels in a community carriage. You risk getting stuck beside ghosts who spend the trip reminiscing about their past, trolls who spend the trip drooling on you as they constantly fall asleep on your shoulder, or worse. I personally find the worst people to be stuck by are the vampires and werewolves who seem to only really wake up at night and keep those around them up from their obnoxious noise and heightened energy. A near second would be Sugar Plum Fairies, those are the over talkative ones, only irritating if they are near you, pretty much horrific if they are sitting beside you. I have gotten stuck by one once, she was travelling from Camelot to Tartarus, as was I, so she sat with me. Longest nine hours of my life, I learned more than I would ever like to about her. A witch was not made to have prolonged social interactions with Sugar Plum fairies, hell most fairies are hard for me to handle.
Today I found myself travelling to Winchester, and thankfully I got to sit alone! Although I am near a Warrior and her family. Warrior women are a fierce sort, harsh to enemies and protective of all, especially their families. From the moment she boarded the carriage her strength and protectiveness was apparent. These traits were solidified when she exclaimed “Split up a family why don’t you!” her tone got the other passengers moving quickly. With in an instant a lovely pixie had moved seats so that the warrior had room for her two boys. While the pixie was moving many more creatures offered their spots to the strong women that stood before them.
As the trip continued I began to see more peaceful aspects to the mother, as one of her sons appeared to be so hyper that one would assume he had ate been eating from a witches candy house moments before boarding. Even in his hyper active state she was patient and kind to him, apologizing to passengers that he was disturbing.
It has been a long time since I have travelling in a private carriage with my family and I can’t help but wonder if community carriages are better. Mostly because when one travels it gives them an opportunity to create unique stories and memories as well as learn more about those they may not associate with.
More to come,
Ruby, the not so wicked witch.