((OOC: Sorry for my shitty post oh god))
Seven hours. It has been
seven hours since Princess Anabelle gone missing. Only the Gods above in heaven know what happened to royal majesty. Sir Edumund, a knight who served under the kingdom Kalielah, could only pray for her safety. And he was not ashamed to admit it to anyone. If anything happened to her, then not only would the kingdom be in depression; Edmund could never show his face to anyone again.
It would be my fault, He grimly thought to himself.
He shook his head, letting out a deep breath. Sulking around like this would never take him anywhere. He must be positive.
"Anabelle!" The older knight boomed, his voice echoing throughout the dense forest,
"Princess Anabelle!" His vocal chords was already strained, the man yelling for countless of hours. By now, he craved for water; but already he ran out.
"Shit," He cursed under his breath, running his hair through his gloved fingers. Tugging the strapped rein that was attached to his horse's snout, Edmund continued to drag his sore feet, not sure where to go. It was already becoming dark, the sun setting down. If he looked closely, stars began to appear in the sky. He lifted his chin, staring at the vast opening. The knight remembered a legend from far back.
In the past lived only animals, or so it says; who can talk just like humans. They were in peace, the Gods giving them freedom and a good land with plenty of food like berries and such. But there was one condition: To never slay another animal for food. If so, there was a price to pay. But a foolish grizzly bear grew tired of eating plants, his desire for meat growing stronger each day. He wondered what they tasted like. And so, the animal performed on his action and snatched an innocent fish from the streaming rivers. And you know what was the higher up's reaction?
The Gods was pissed as hell.
They tore the animal's security, placing a blanket over the clear skies. There was never sunlight anymore and the flowers started to wither, but not to the animal's knowledge. They couldn't see anyone or anything. They were forced to live in darkness. But a little bird decided that he couldn't stand for this anymore and wanted to negotiate with the Gods.
So he began to fly up high in the sky, poking holes of what we called stars now, plucking them each and every single day--before finally, he made the biggest hole and entered heaven's sanctuary. Unfortunately, his efforts went down the drain, as he died when he finally arrived. The Gods pitied him, felt almost sorry actually. They then had a meeting. And here is what they said:
What the animals has done was unspeakable. We could never forgive them...but what the poor creature did was heroic. We shall reveal sunlight, then put the blanket back on again. Thus, the balance of nature has restored.
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Just when Edmund was about to call for the princess again, something caught his eye's attention. It was very distanced, but it could easily be solved if Edmund comes closer. Smoke. His brows furrowed and slightly parted his lips. Maybe if he goes to the source of the smoke, then perhaps...?
I could find shelter. And the princess might be there.
Immediately, Edmund walked to the side of the broad animal and got on,
"Get!" He slapped the horse's bottom, the creature trotting to the destination in a fast pace.