Prologue
Once upon a time, there was a magician named Ricaver. He had a garden filled plants. Some were native, such as the Oaks and Elderberries. However, some of them were not known to the world, such as Mangoes, Lemons, and Pumpkins.
One day, an orphaned girl named Kara suck into his magical garden. Kara was actually quite pretty. She had brown hair, green eyes, and cutest giggle.
"Oh wow..." Kara gasped as she looked at all of the different types of plants.
Suddenly, Ricaver appeared in a blinding flash of trái cam, màu da cam light.
"WHO DARES SNEAK INTO MY SECRET GARDEN?!!" Ricaver roared as a strong gust of wind blew through the garden*
"I'm...Kara" Kara told Ricaver in a very freighted tone, "I just wanted to-"
"STEAL FROM ME?!!" Ricaver interrupted.
"No...I just wanted to see your plants..." Kara whimpered.
"My plants?" Ricaver thought out loud as he devolved an evil scheme.
Ricaver pointed his ring finger at Kara and began to chant weird words.
"What are bạn doing?" Kara asked.
Suddenly, Kara's skin started to become green, and her legs started to go into the ground*
"Hey! What's happening to me?!" Kara cried as her eyes changed from green to yellow.
"You're changing quite nicely..." Ricaver chuckled, "You shall make an excellent piece in this garden!".
"No..." Kara cried as đắng, cay đắng tears began to slip down her face.
Kara had now become a plant-like human. She now had roots instead of feet, leaves and trái cây that grew on her arms and legs.
"Please! Change me back!" Kara cried even harder.
"No! bạn shall be the main attraction at my carnivals!" Ricaver chuckled evilly.
For the tiếp theo couple of years, Ricaver would hiển thị off his new attraction. People would laugh, poke, and taunt Kara for the rest of her life...or so she thought.
Once upon a time, there was a magician named Ricaver. He had a garden filled plants. Some were native, such as the Oaks and Elderberries. However, some of them were not known to the world, such as Mangoes, Lemons, and Pumpkins.
One day, an orphaned girl named Kara suck into his magical garden. Kara was actually quite pretty. She had brown hair, green eyes, and cutest giggle.
"Oh wow..." Kara gasped as she looked at all of the different types of plants.
Suddenly, Ricaver appeared in a blinding flash of trái cam, màu da cam light.
"WHO DARES SNEAK INTO MY SECRET GARDEN?!!" Ricaver roared as a strong gust of wind blew through the garden*
"I'm...Kara" Kara told Ricaver in a very freighted tone, "I just wanted to-"
"STEAL FROM ME?!!" Ricaver interrupted.
"No...I just wanted to see your plants..." Kara whimpered.
"My plants?" Ricaver thought out loud as he devolved an evil scheme.
Ricaver pointed his ring finger at Kara and began to chant weird words.
"What are bạn doing?" Kara asked.
Suddenly, Kara's skin started to become green, and her legs started to go into the ground*
"Hey! What's happening to me?!" Kara cried as her eyes changed from green to yellow.
"You're changing quite nicely..." Ricaver chuckled, "You shall make an excellent piece in this garden!".
"No..." Kara cried as đắng, cay đắng tears began to slip down her face.
Kara had now become a plant-like human. She now had roots instead of feet, leaves and trái cây that grew on her arms and legs.
"Please! Change me back!" Kara cried even harder.
"No! bạn shall be the main attraction at my carnivals!" Ricaver chuckled evilly.
For the tiếp theo couple of years, Ricaver would hiển thị off his new attraction. People would laugh, poke, and taunt Kara for the rest of her life...or so she thought.
And all I find is pain
I remember that in the darkest nights
There is still hope
I've been through the deepest waters
The darkest nights
Even when I couldn't see
I fought through it all....and survived
bạn know it isn't easy
Just fighting through it all
Trying to survive when bạn know there's barely any hope
And it was clear to me what a difficult world this is
People never đã đưa ý kiến it would be an easy life
All they đã đưa ý kiến was that it'd be worth the time
So I came into this world one dark night
And saw for myself how amazing it could be
Through the nights, through the days
Through the triumphs, through the pain,
We saw through it all
And believed
Through the nights, through the days
Through the triumphs, through the pain,
We saw through it all....
And survived.
