Legends and lore, fairytales, nursery rhymes and all in between ... have you ever wondered about the origins of such things. Are they complete fabrications? They must be ... or so one would think if they were so inclined. What if they are based in reality? Not necessarily our reality but some other? Perhaps then exaggerated and embellished over time but what if there is some sort of existence?
Perhaps other existences, either believed to be real or something otherwise, did or do exist and perhaps not directly within our own but maybe somewhere alongside ours. Imagine if such tales can be true, and they do live as freely as we do, then they indeed do not necessarily need to be of our world but of a world or worlds completely separate to ours as well as to one other.
Imagine if a world or a number of worlds whose tales and legends drift over time and space to seep into ours not only creating literature or film but bedtime stories too. Then imagine a possibility, if these other world can exist and do exist ... what if one or more where to become endangered ... then who, or where could they turn to for help?
One could imagine such help too may be something too difficult to simply just ask for ... it would have to be sought after in the hopes that what is needed will perhaps travel, occur and save the day ...
I am ... the devil in disguise ... I bring the evil to your lies ... listen, listen ... listen what I say ... my name is ... Morgan Fay.
'Ten years' Samuel thought to himself, ten years with which, in a way, have lasted a lifetime while also seemingly having passed all too quickly. Ten years of marriage with the love of his life that he would not trade for anything. A moment of quiet reflection can bring about so many things. There are some things however that just don't come so easy.
The one and only regret Samuel has, is the fact that he never got to treat his newly-wed of ten years prior to the honeymoon, the holiday of a lifetime, the very special vacation that should have followed their very special wedding day, though there is one thing from way back when, that just does not seem to fit. Samuel cannot quite place what that one thing is.
There had been ... something ... hadn't there? And whatever that something is ... it more than just seems to be missing.
This one thing which cannot quite be placed is kinda like having an amazing dream, a perfect dream in which you wake from with the knowledge that an amazing dream occurred though no matter how hard you try, you cannot remember a darn thing from that slumber of wonder. But there is more to it than that, so very much more in fact.
The honeymoon had come, it did happen, but it was more of an adventure rather than a lover's getaway. Adventure? Honeymoon? If either had happened, then why can't Samuel remember it? And if a honeymoon really did happen, if it had come then why would he think that there hadn't been one at all? Something just doesn't add up.
Delia deserved more, she deserved everything so Samuel always felt, and not just deserving of a perfect wedding vacation but as perfect a life as any life could be. And how he wished he could have given her that more, given her that everything, given her the perfect life, oh how he wished he had been able to give her every single bit of absolutely everything. If you'd be able to ask her though she'd say she did have everything she had ever wanted, everything she needed along with plenty more too, that is just how wonderful she was.
He, being Samuel of course, would do almost anything for her, maybe even if that came at quite the cost to him and maybe even to her too. Even now, ten years after the wedding, he would do anything for her, and yeah, he would do anything to get her back too.
