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Dream Spirit
Guest
Original poster
It was a beautiful sunny day in the town of Greenwood. Not one cloud could be seen in the sky. Summer vacation had just begun and people were trickling into town to meet with family or relax in their summer homes. The town seemed so peaceful, but all was not right. Along the walls of the many old shops in the town were posters showing the pictures of beautiful young women, and some of young boys and girls, all with the words "Missing" written below them. Many of the posters were quite old and some ripped and stained, but one was new. The location of this missing person laid closer to the townsfolk than many thought them to be.
Deep in the Greenwood forest away from the eyes of the townsfolk laid the entrance to the world known as, Erebus. In this world it was not sunny like its counterpart; in fact it was night and storming. But, even with the poor weather its beauty still exceeded that of the one beyond the forest. Small delicate white flowers grew nearly everywhere and glowed and sparkled in the moonlight and rain, and small golden birds perched in large trees to be out of the storm and dropped shining feathers below, which casted a soft golden light on their surroundings. These things though, were average to the people of Erebus. What most people felt was the most elegant place in Erebus was the Palace.
The palace truly was magnificent. It was made entirely of black marble and covered in designs and decorations made of sparkling blue crystals. The gardens below the palace were also beautiful and grew many different types of flowers, trees, and other foliage. One would think that anyone who lived there would be the happiest person in all of Erebus. Unfortunately though, this was not true.
Prince Darien paced about his room anxiously above the palace gardens. Darien was a handsome young Fey with bluish skin, long pointed ears, long silky black hair, which he held back in a ponytail, and eyes which changed colour as fast as his mood changed. He was dressed in a white embroidered tunic, velvety black trousers, and a long black coat with a high collar, which were both covered in blue and gold designs.
Darien recently had heard from his officials that they had finally found him a suitable bride. They had said she was beautiful, talented, and very clever; they said she was perfect. Darien did not think so. He hated that he had to marry a mortal woman, especially since there was already someone else that he loved. She was a beautiful fey woman of the court which he had already had a few meetings with, but he would have no choice but to give her up. A group of Fey had already been sent to retrieve his bride and bring her back to the palace. He was determined not to like her. Perhaps if he made a big enough scene his parents would change their minds, but the chance of that happening was slim to none.
Deep in the Greenwood forest away from the eyes of the townsfolk laid the entrance to the world known as, Erebus. In this world it was not sunny like its counterpart; in fact it was night and storming. But, even with the poor weather its beauty still exceeded that of the one beyond the forest. Small delicate white flowers grew nearly everywhere and glowed and sparkled in the moonlight and rain, and small golden birds perched in large trees to be out of the storm and dropped shining feathers below, which casted a soft golden light on their surroundings. These things though, were average to the people of Erebus. What most people felt was the most elegant place in Erebus was the Palace.
The palace truly was magnificent. It was made entirely of black marble and covered in designs and decorations made of sparkling blue crystals. The gardens below the palace were also beautiful and grew many different types of flowers, trees, and other foliage. One would think that anyone who lived there would be the happiest person in all of Erebus. Unfortunately though, this was not true.
Prince Darien paced about his room anxiously above the palace gardens. Darien was a handsome young Fey with bluish skin, long pointed ears, long silky black hair, which he held back in a ponytail, and eyes which changed colour as fast as his mood changed. He was dressed in a white embroidered tunic, velvety black trousers, and a long black coat with a high collar, which were both covered in blue and gold designs.
Darien recently had heard from his officials that they had finally found him a suitable bride. They had said she was beautiful, talented, and very clever; they said she was perfect. Darien did not think so. He hated that he had to marry a mortal woman, especially since there was already someone else that he loved. She was a beautiful fey woman of the court which he had already had a few meetings with, but he would have no choice but to give her up. A group of Fey had already been sent to retrieve his bride and bring her back to the palace. He was determined not to like her. Perhaps if he made a big enough scene his parents would change their minds, but the chance of that happening was slim to none.
