~ CATCHING THE WIND, PART ONE ~
Pale skinned, deep blue eyes, luscious golden hair mounted atop a triangular face that oozes loathing, uncoordinated, somewhat intelligent, and fairly tall are some of the things you would say about me: Acemi Banphrionsa. However, say that to my face, I would not hesitate to stab you.
You can say I'm all these things due to the circumstances of my life; living in a withering flower we call planet Earth, having lost my parents at a young age, and never truly made friends that I could trust. Well, "trust" is a touchy and somewhat of an anonymous subject to begin with as I so effortlessly discovered when I was a petite seedling.
You can say I'm the equivalent of a lost princess; far away from home and is now surviving only based on her wits and knowledge of the area around her. Of course, that lost princess always finds home and yes, she finds that prince. For me, it's not such a happy story ending in finding love and glory, I'm still lost but I've given up. Given up on finding my way back home. Why I've been asked on numerous occasions: because it's impossible.