Okay, so I got a new idea for a book. I've been thinking about it for days now, but I'm not sure if it could work.

So, There's a girl named Korratyara that is from a different planet. Her and her people are basically like human-sized pixies, but WAY stronger and more powerful, not to mention more beautiful. She has had no friends or enemies for some time now, and so she has been roaming the world. She desides to go back to her home on Earth, in Egypt, where she meets a new young woman who starts to befriend her. I haven't figured out what'll happen in the story yet, I just sort of made up the characters and their locations. Here's the very beginning, not alot to read, just a bit to introduce the main character.


1.

He didn’t dare move a muscle. Nor would he make a sound, for he was gazing upon the most beautiful creature in the universe.
She was maybe fifteen. Wearing only a white torn dress that was almost as simple as a piece of plain paper, she stood gathering some berries off of a small bush. She was so beautiful and graceful. And she wasn’t even human.
Yes, he could tell that much about her. She was not human. She had long, silky, light blue hair that was almost white as snow. She had fully pitch black eyes, no white at all, like an alien’s. And not to mention huge, gorgeous black wings.
Then he make his decision. He was going to meet her.
He made a small, rustling sound with the bush he was hiding in, to aware her of his presence. Her head quickly spun his way with the most inhuman reflexes. Her eyes were even stranger when you could look at them straight on.
He slowly got up, showing her his face. Her expression was serene, almost confused-like. Then she looked worried, like she was scared of him. And lastly, her face set with a new determination, making her innocent look vanish in an instant.
The man suddenly was frightened. But he was too fascinated with this girl to run. He stood, staring. After a moment, he reached into his pocket to pull out a piece of chicken he had kept for lunch with his forest picnic.
But she was too quick and misunderstood his action. Her sleek, black wings spread up and out wide, and her hands started to glow a bluish color. Then she raised her hands to him and something like lightning shot out of them and knocked him over, dead.
The piece of chicken fell out of his pocket when she realized she had just killed a kind, innocent man. Her pitch black eyes grew even glossier looking and her wings lifted her off of the grass covered ground. She flew off quickly, hoping someone caring would soon find the nice man.


2.

I hadn’t meant to kill the poor man. I had thought that he was going to pull out a gun. Most people do on the rare occasions I had been spotted with my wings out in the last few hundred years. Yes, I said a few hundred years. 568, to be exact. I was born January 1, 1463 on a planet called Pyxartanyz. I’m a Pyxartan. We’re sort of a human-sized, alien version of pixies. But we have five times the strength and about ten times the power. Oh, and by the way, my name is Korratyara.
I’ve lived on this planet for more than two hundred years. Yet, your names and places are still very strange to me. I can tuck my wings under my modern clothing to appear normal for a short period of time. I have found that some places here on Earth are very amusing, although some can be frightening, even for me. I have found love many times here. Male and female. Some find it strange that I have light blue hair and black full eyes. Some find it intriguing. I have never shown my wings to any lover, although I wish I could.
Some of you may be asking why I came here. I didn’t. I was forced out of my own planet (I do not wish to talk about that right now…) and had been drifting in the galaxy for months when I stumbled upon your planet. It was a complete coincidence.
I have no friend or foe at the moment and I have just been roaming the world
recently. I have no idea what do now….Maybe I should go to me Earth home. Egypt.