Fairy tales for young and old ~ English version

Evermore

(Personnalized Fairytale for @TabithaTatman :) Happy Birthday!!!)

In the heart of the sunflower fields of Kansas, where the horizon kissed the golden blooms, there existed a hidden library named Evermore. It was a place of wonder, where stories fluttered like leaves in an eternal autumn.

Taly, a girl with a spirit as free as the prairie winds, discovered this enchanted sanctuary. Her heart, a boundless library of dreams, resonated with the magic of Evermore. As she wandered through the labyrinth of shelves, she encountered the seven guardians, each a living embodiment of a sin, yet they were not malevolent. They were the wise custodians of tales, their very existence a story within itself.

The first guardian, cloaked in the regal aura of Pride, stood tall by the ancient tomes of history. He taught Taly the value of self-respect as she navigated the chronicles of queens and kings.

Envy, draped in verdant robes, tended to the gardens of poetry. Through whispered verses, she showed Taly the beauty of longing that leads to inspiration, not bitterness.

Amidst the fiery scrolls of epic battles, Wrath revealed the fierce love that fuels forgiveness, guiding Taly's hand as she penned peace into the margins of war-torn pages.

Sloth, lounging amidst the dreamy narratives of far-off lands, imparted the wisdom of rest, teaching Taly that even heroes need to pause and breathe in the story of life.

Greed, surrounded by mountains of glittering fairy tales, demonstrated the richness of sharing, as Taly learned that the true treasure was in giving, not hoarding words.

Gluttony, feasting on a banquet of fables, offered Taly the sweetness of stories savored together, a communion of characters and readers alike.

And Lust, with a passion as deep as the romances that lined the shelves, ignited Taly's desire to seek adventures beyond the written word, to live each tale with fervor.

They told Taly about a terrible curse that shrouded Evermore. It was as old as the library itself, woven into its very walls by a forlorn author whose name had been lost to time. This author, who had once dreamed of stories that would captivate the hearts of readers, found himself ensnared in the thorns of obscurity. His tales, though penned with the ink of passion and imagination, remained unread, gathering dust in the forgotten corners of the world.

In his despair, the author turned to the arcane arts, seeking to bind his soul to his work, ensuring that they would never be forgotten. But magic, especially that born of sorrow and desperation, is a fickle ally. The spell he cast was both a blessing and a curse. It created Evermore, a sanctuary where all stories could live forever. However, it also carried a dark echo of the author's anguish.

The curse manifested as a creeping shadow, a silent thief that stole the essence of stories, leaving behind only empty pages. It fed on the joy of readers and the spark of imagination, threatening to plunge the world into an eternal void of unending silence. The guardians, bound to the library, could only watch as the stories they cherished began to fade.

Taly's arrival at Evermore was no mere chance; it was the whisper of fate. The curse, sensing her pure love for stories, saw in her the key to its own salvation. It sought to ensnare her, to drain her of her passion and add her tales to the library's collection. But Taly, with her indomitable spirit, turned the curse's power against itself.

As she journeyed through the immensity of the library with the guardians, each challenge she faced, each riddle she solved, and each trial she overcame, unraveled a thread of the curse. With every story saved, the shadow's grip weakened, and the author's spirit, trapped within the curse, began to find peace.

In the final confrontation, in the deepest chamber of Evermore, Taly stood before the embodiment of the curse—a swirling vortex of darkness, echoing with the whispers of a thousand lost stories. With the guardians at her side, she spoke the words of a new story, one of hope and redemption, written with the understanding that no tale, no matter how small, should ever be forgotten.

The curse, hearing its own story told with such compassion, released its hold on Evermore. The author's spirit, finally free, ascended into the realm of legends, where all authors find their eternal rest. The library was saved, and the stories within it blossomed once more, their colors vibrant against the backdrop of the sunflower fields.

Taly's wish for the Key of Knowledge was granted, not just as a reward, but as a recognition of her role as the new guardian of stories—a title bestowed upon her by the library itself. With the key, she could unlock the heart of every tale, ensuring that the magic of Evermore would continue to inspire generations to come.

And thus, the curse was no more, and the library of Evermore stood as a beacon of light in a world where stories are the very essence of life.