Once upon a time, there was a girl. She led what seemed to be a
             great life. She had a nice home, lots of friends, and happiness.
             Deep down, this girl was not so happy. She did not feel that her
             friends were true, and at times, her nice home was not so nice.
             Now maybe she was being ungrateful, or maybe she only longed for
             a true friend, but she was not happy.
             Over a short time, she found a friend in a very unlikely place.
             You see, her friend was an orange leprechaun. Many people
             ridiculed her for becoming friends with someone of another kind,
             but she felt it was true. She didn't talk much about her friend
             and tried her hardest to put an end to the rumors. People wanted
             to make her accept her own kind and be friends with only her own
             kind.
             She stayed close to her new friend and decided that someday
             they wouldn't have to hide their friendship. She couldn't wait
             for this day. She felt that everyone deserved the type of friend
             she had found: The Great One. He promised to always be true and
             did his best to help her with her problems. For this, she loved him.
             She loves his friendship; she loved his ways. In a way, this made
             her sad. She felt that she didn't have anything to offer him
             because he was from a better kind. For a long time, she believe
             things wouldn't work out, but he had made her believe it would.
             They often talked about life's experiences. She told him what
             she knew, and he told her about his many great adventures. You
             see, he was an orange leprechaun, and orange leprechauns
             experienced more than her kind. He told her of the many things
             he had done and seen. He also helped her to understand and enjoy
             the best things in life. She greatly enjoyed hearing all he had
             to share.
             One day, there was a problem. The Ruler of the Skies had found
             out about the mixing of the two kinds. The ruler demanded it
             stops at once. In her heart, she foolishly believed that her
             orange leprechaun would carry out his promise to make a journey
             to the s...