Beautiful Insanity

Chapter Six

The Land of Naneth was truly a breathtaking place. The second I

walked in, I was mesmerized. The land was well tended, with the softest grass

that wasn't at all scratchy. The slight wind that was blowing through my hair

made the land seem more beautiful. There was a white rocking bench on the

corner. It had a beautiful snap dragon painted on it. There were also white

tables and vintage looking chair scattered all around the land. Lilly's,

snapdragons, roses and lilacs were also placed beautifully around the whole

land. There were fairies flying around, picking fruits from the trees and the

people of Naneth seemed to be walking, minding their own business, "Oh my god

this place is beautiful." Beautiful couldn't even compare to how lovely the

land was and I felt myself lost for words, "Of course, in Elvish, Naneth means

Beauty. The Land of Beauty."

"I knew this [;ace existed because I read so much about it but,

the thing was, I didn't think that I would actually live to see this place. I

write about many things that I want to see before I die such as you, The Land

of Naneth and just Arcadia in general." Kildare lifted one of his brows in

confusion, "You wrote about me?" Oh crap. I didn't realize I said that out

loud. Now I feel like an idiot, "Uh...Yeah, I mean I write about a lot of stuff

so like..." I didn't know what to say. I mean how are you supposed to tell some

random guy that you write about him? He started laughing. Like an actual,

genuine laugh. What the heck?

"That's really cool you know? Aside from the creepy part that

some teenage girl writes about me the idea is cool. You know, maybe after we

figure out about your mark I could possibly show you some of the places that

you write about?" I was blushing. Did he really want to hang out with me after

all this was over?

"Yeah, that would be-" Before I could finish what I was going to

say, I was interrupted by someone, "Kildare! What a pleasant surprise, I was

not expecting you to be here. Why hadn't you informed me?" As I turned around

to face the person who was talking I was stunned. She was beautiful. Her hair

was a rich shade of golden. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing,

porcelain-like skin. Her eyes were framed with long lashes and her eyes were a

bright emerald-green that seemed to make the land seem even brighter. She had a

straight nose and full lips. She was as beautiful as Naneth itself, "Princess

Orel, I'm sorry I didn't have any time to tell you beforehand. This was all

last minute. I actually need help with something." She clapped her hands and

smiled, "Oh Kildare, you know we're always here to help you. Now, what is it?"

Kildare turned around and motioned me to come to him, "Well, this is a friend of mine and she has this mark on her neck, which she thinks is a birthmark but, I disagree." Before I could do anything, Kildare slid his fingers across my neck and brushed my hair aside. Princess Orel leaned in a little to examine the mark, "Oh my, that's quite strange. You know, I think Gruth might know the meaning behind this mark." She turned around and called out to a boy who was standing afar. He was making his way towards us and honestly, how is everyone in this land so beautiful? He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a mop of dark hair and serious eyebrows that were offset by a boyish grin. He had eyes that were the most beautiful sea green I had ever seen. I heard Kildare make a pissed off sound. Did I just say that out loud?