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A forest full of cherry trees and laden with small and cute animals. A pink stream runs through, and if you drink it's waters, it causes a sleep which you can never wake from. Just being here causes drowsiness and a feeling of extreme peace.

The white queen was walking regally through the rows of trees with a sharp pair of scissors. In a calm way she cuts the blossoms off the trees.

"Celadine." The Red Wueen said coolly. "What have you thought of my proposal? The Red Army outnumbers yours by far."

She sighs and turns to look at her. "My army is significantly better than yours. Numbers don't mean anything."

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"Oh Celadine. Always the dreamer weren't you?" Evangeline gave her a withering glance.

She shoots her a glare, "Do not play coy with me Evangeline. You aren't as strong as you think you are."

"Pish posh." she smirked. "And what about your dear friend, the Black King? I am very sure he wouldn't like you anymore if you murdered me."

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She makes a face,"He likes ME not you!@

"Didn't you hear what I just said? A neutral petson would be on the side of me, good, not dome physciotic being who chops off heads for fun."

"I am the good one!" she says, "You are evil! And he will love me not you." she stomps and looks at her angrily.

"I believe you are mistaken. You must also learn to control your temper. It is unsightly when you stomp and scream around."

She crosses her arms,"I am calm. You weren't being fair mentioning him. You know I like him."

"Yes yes, continue day dreaming. Why would he like a hag like you?"

She curses at her,"Go away! Go away from me or I will kill you! He will love me!"

"You do know he is a werewolf, correct? And last time I checked, you hated them."

She looks at her angrily, "I think I can decide what I like for myself thank you very much!"

"You do tend to be picky." She rose up,"Think about ny offer. You shall never suceed, ever."

"Hmph!" she huffs crossing her arms and cuts roses up again

She disappeared in a violet swirl of mist, roses, and sand, her voice echoing, "Never...suceed...never...succeed. "

She throws the scissors into the mist disdainfully, "I hate you!" she calls and storms off.

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(Yay because Sabrina isn't active and we need active members)

((It might take me a while to find the time to make characters and such but I'll try))

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