Flora cosplay Enchantix

"He feeds on fear he feeds on pain he rules again with growing hate he will guide their faith again."

Valtor was a man of no morals, created for the sole purpose of spreading fear, hate, and death. He had taken much from the people of Sparks, freedom at the haut, retour au début of the list. As the length of his rule dragged on his fury and hate grew stronger--a small flame on a candle to a roaring feu at a Celtic celebration. The plus hate he oozed the plus pain and fear he elicited from the people he ruled. And he drove on those emotions, fed on them, sucked them up like some precious nectar. He had, par all...

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Flora had become a swan. The trix were laughing while they looked at Flora in cygne form looking at her wings. Flora gasped in the process. Stormy walked over still giggling.
"Now that's pathetic." She a dit while plucking one of Flora's feathers, causing Flora to scream.

~The winx were near the cave and heard the scream.~

"What was that?" Stella asked.
"That sounded like Flora." Helia said.
"I think she's in that cave right there." Timmy said.
"C'mon then, let's go!" Aisha a dit starting to run in the cave. "Wait Aisha we need a strategy in case the trix are waiting for us."...

Raven: well...when I was born my father knew he was going to die one day. He made a prophesy over me, when I turn 16 years old my evil part will take control over me and I will be used as a portal to bring my father back to life.
Alexandra: isnt coming back to life, ilegal?
Raven: uuummm no...
Lisa: but...you wont bring your father back to life, right?
Raven: I dont have another option!
Agnes: toi do have! if toi dont want to do it toi just dont do it!
Sara: ou do toi want to do it?
Raven: what?!? no! I hate him!
Katara: then, dont do it! problem solve
Raven: ough! toi dont get anything! its not that...