The apple

A/N: this is a very short update, really it is just an introduction to a new character

The apple sat within Airabella's chest. Inside of the apple was a small form. She was aware of herself, but trapped within the fruit. She could not stretch her limbs or see. All she could feel was cold. As time went by she grew and grew, finally she broke free of her prison, only to find herself left along in a small dark space. There was nothing in it and no way out. She made due, sleeping on the cold floor. Sometimes she thought she heard sounds coming from outside her box, but she couldn't be sure. It got warm enough for her to be comfortable, but then the questions came.

She knew only one thing, her name was Iyora. She wasn't even sure how she knew this. She felt there was something in her past she had to remember, but she didn't know what it was. She couldn't remember her mother, and knew not that her father was outside the box, in fact he was often sitting beside the box. If Iyora had just yelled he would have heard her. But alas she knew not of him.

She was getting more and more cramped in the box. She kept growing and growing. On the day she could no longer lay fully down she heard new sounds. Loud jubilant voices, which she could finally hear. A voice like hers, another girl she decided was close at hand. If only she was a little bit louder.

If only.