Story of the Teenager

Once upon a time there was a girl who grew into her teen years. She was the same as every other girl, but that doesn't mean that she wasn't different. She was different. The girl lived through years of forced religion, tragedy, blood, and ethereal beings. She met others who were as corrupt as she, but many of them perished.

The girl does not know how her life will end, nor how old she will be when it ends. Knowing this would disrupt the flow of the universe.

Story of the Young Woman

Once upon a time there was a girl who grew into a young woman. She was adventurous, and wished to see new lands. She was the same as the other women on the ship bound for the new world, but that doesn't mean that she wasn't different.

The woman was ended by starvation in the new world at the age of twenty-five.

Story of the Old Woman

Once upon a time there was a girl who grew into a woman. She was intelligent for a woman of the 15th century, but intellect only got her so far. This woman grew into an old woman that was like every other, but that doesn't mean that she wasn't different.

The woman was killed slowly after contracting the Black Death at the age of fifty-seven.

Story of the Child

Once upon a time there was a little girl. She lived during the Greek Empire. She felt close to her patron god, Apollo. She was like every other girl that was living then, but that doesn't mean that she wasn't different.

The girl was ran though with a spear for throwing a rock at the Roman commander that took over her town at the age of eleven.

Story of the Flower

One upon a time, there was a dandelion. This dandelion was the same as the others in the large, grassy expanse, but that didn't mean it wasn't different.

This dandelion thrived for all of three weeks before it was trampled underfoot of horses galloping though what is now Scotland.