Post by Grace Kaliba on Nov 9, 2018 11:50:28 GMT -8
Once upon a time, a former two-time goddess and the Kaliba blacksheep had a baby. Both parents knew what it was like to be disappointed by parents, and to be parents who disappoint.
They named their youngest child Grace, and spoiled this one rotten.
She was sang to, given piggy back rides, read bedtime stories, and played with. Being that she was born into a very talented and gifted magical family, she got to ride unicorns, play tag with stuffed toys, and host tea parties with pixies and polite squirrels.
Happy, energetic, fiercely independent, and wildly curious, she kept her entire family on their toes with her impish antics.
Sounds fairly normal, right? Minus the animated toys and squirrels, of course.
Well, it was anything but.
Grace's mother affectionately nicknamed her "little spider." Because to Grace, the Web of Creation was her playground. She could see and read the strands both past and present, and travel the Web to whatever *when* and *where* she desired. It wasn't a skill she had to learn, she was a prodigy.
The following is a brief account of Grace's adventures, and the poor Kaliba family who suffered countless headaches because of them.
They named their youngest child Grace, and spoiled this one rotten.
She was sang to, given piggy back rides, read bedtime stories, and played with. Being that she was born into a very talented and gifted magical family, she got to ride unicorns, play tag with stuffed toys, and host tea parties with pixies and polite squirrels.
Happy, energetic, fiercely independent, and wildly curious, she kept her entire family on their toes with her impish antics.
Sounds fairly normal, right? Minus the animated toys and squirrels, of course.
Well, it was anything but.
Grace's mother affectionately nicknamed her "little spider." Because to Grace, the Web of Creation was her playground. She could see and read the strands both past and present, and travel the Web to whatever *when* and *where* she desired. It wasn't a skill she had to learn, she was a prodigy.
The following is a brief account of Grace's adventures, and the poor Kaliba family who suffered countless headaches because of them.
