Trishsteena (Trish) has always had vivid dreams, at least that's what she thought they were. She begins to question the reality she knows when a Fae King ,in her dreams, claims that he's real and that she is more than she seems. Could the things he...
For all of you who are still reading this, THANK YOU!
I know I suck at updating, but I hope you guys find the wait worth it.
Part of the reason I'm slow with updates is that I'm making a video game (Otome base)!
The name of the game is Farwindall :D
The heart-like symbol is the Red Queen's symbol and below is the title page of the video game. What do you guys think?
(This might sound lame... but I don't know how to add more than one picture per chapter xD)
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New Words:
Corvinük (Core-ven-nook) – a type of Quiche that looks like a sushi roll
Tόl'un (Toal-nun)- a savory sweet dish that looks like woven nest of thick blade grass with a small egg size raspberry in the center
Salivan (Shal-a-von) – Elven kingdom in Under
Vitasalván (Vit-a-shal-vin) – life's blood
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Dawn rises, filling the sleeping kingdom with new hope of a new start. Not everything is peaceful, however, there is one restless soul who's chomping at the bit to get things done. Trish lets out a sigh as she once again checks herself in the mirror. She hadn't been able to sleep at all, her mind made sure of that. Luckily, being already asleep, she doesn't have to worry about bags under the eyes. Everything looks fresh and warm, as if she has had the perfect night's rest. A knock on her door makes Trish want to shout for joy.
"Come in," she calls cheerfully. In drags Aribeth looking a little worse for wear.
"Oh, you're already up." Aribeth utters, rubbing her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Trish says with underline tone of concern. Aribeth looks up at Trish and gives a tired nod. "Late night?" Aribeth nods again, handing Trish an envelope.
A smile spreads across Trish's face as she takes the piece into her hand. "Hey Aribeth, since I have already cleaned everything, and you're so tired. Why don't you grab a blanket, and take a half an hour nap?" Aribeth looks around the room and much to her surprise it was indeed spotless.
"Here?" she asks confused. Trish nods and Aribeth gives her a disbelieving gaze.
"It will be fine." Trish says with a wide smile as she opens the pink envelope. Aribeth lets out a fulfilling sigh as she falls onto the bed. Trish smirks at the sound and turns to see her already asleep. Trish inwardly chuckles and returns her gaze to the note in hand. Elegantly stroked words form the page.
