Lyrics

We are the Winx
Come on get up and play
Sparkling and wonderful
We're magic all the way
Let's sing it loud we are the Winx
Turn on your smile, get up and play
We're sparkling, we're wonderful
We're magic all the way

We'll light the sky
Flying together
Shimmering bright
Rising forever
Let's sing together

We are the Winx
Come on get up and play
Sparkling and wonderful
We're magic all the way
Never give up
It's time to get up
It's always better when we are together
Your hand in mine
It's gonna be fine
Stronger, faster we will do it right

Magic and spells
Laughters as well
Life is beautiful when you're around
It's...

Icy wanted a story about herself so I gave her one. Only she's not a witch here. She's more. One-shot. Dark.

In my perception, I would appear as a random girl wandering through the streets and casually window-shopping. But that was not what I was really doing. I wore dull, black and gray clothes. They spoke of lack and it described me. I took things from people and left them with nothing.

My hair, a freakishly light blonde that might have passed for white, would have caused people to think that I was an old lady. Except for when they saw my face, of course. It might have been my eyes that had...

Icy found her fingers wrapping around the diamond resting on her neck.

The mineral resting there was rather precious to her.

It was cold to the touch--as it should be--glittering, and smooth.

It was like a reflex to touch it. When under stress Icy would find herself clutching of tapping the diamond.

When upset of despairing, she'd unhook the choker from her neck and bring it to her lips. Leaving a metallic taste in her mouth.

Other than that, Icy'd never take the choker off. She'd lose her powers before she let the diamond go.

The diamond was salvation, the diamond was consoling...

Especially...