Once upon a time in a magical world full of fairies and pixies there lived a girl and her father. She was adopted, so her and her father looked nothing alike. Her father was an elf and she was a pixie. Despite their differences, they got along very well. They where to only ones in their tribes that got along with one another. There had always been a war between pixies and elves. One day, they where sitting in their cottage together. There came a knock at the door. Her father opened the door and there stood a man. He had long white hair and a beard. He said "I am here to take the pixie away."
"NO I WILL NOT LET YOU!" Her father said as the man pulled his daughter away from him. Her father grabbed her by the wrist and pulled and pulled, but the man was too strong. Then the man thought of something. He cleaverly pretended as if he didn't care, like he was giving up. The man turned his back and started leaving. His grip loosened up and her father grabbed his daughter and pulled her inside.
AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER UNTIL THEY BOTH DIED IN THE WAR