From the moment I emerged into the world, I felt different. The vibrant colors of the realm and the melodies of nature echoed around me, creating an alluring atmosphere. I was not like those around me. My skin bore an unusual hue, like the twilight sky, and my hair shimmered like the embers of a dying flame. The townsfolk would whisper as I walked by, their eyes filled with fear and disdain. They called me wicked, but did they understand? Did they ever pause to see the heart beating beneath the surface?