ASMENIA-Kingdom of magic

Welcome to Asmenia

Water is slowly dripping from her sink creating a rhythm. The only thing  that made a sound in that old and cold home. She was sitting there, in front of her dusty computer screen.Working day and night just to finish that last commission. Drawing non stop as hours go by. Dark shadows under her eyes, her messy ginger hair tied up in a bun, her big black hoodie... she hasn't  left her house in a while. "Ugh my arm hurts so much!" She thought as she kept on working. She stood up from her chair and walked to the kitchen. "I need to eat something... " she opened her fridge. Nothing. She tried looking in her cupboards. There was only one package of instant noodles back in the corner. "I guess its noodles again. Man I wish life was more exiting." She sighed and sat back down with her noodles in her hands. "I haven't drawn just for my self in a while! I never got to finish that project with Tomy. What did we call it again? Ah right Asmenia! But making a whole medival world for our characters is too tiring next to my job and these commission!" She leans back into her chair and relaxes a bit. "I miss Tomy, we were such good buds... Maybe I can meet up with him tomorrow  this is my last commission for the month do I'm free. Yeah let's do that but first I'm gonna need some rest." She layed her head on her bed pillow and covered herself with two soft blankets. "I didn't realize my back hurts thus much....  Why can't things just be simple? I wish I could live in my world, like asmenia..  I wonder what would life be like there?" She closed her eyes and triffted to a deep, long night sleep. All that could be heard again was the dripping of eater from sink. Anya, our dearest Anya you don't even know what kind of an adventure is awaiting you.

While in her deep sleep Anya was dreaming a nostalgic dream. A voice so familiar was calling out to her. "ANYA! Anya!" A voice so soft and caring. "Mom?" Anya said while turning and looking for the source of the voice in that endless, white, blank void. "Anya please wake up!" Her mothers voiced called out. "I-I can't breathe! Mom where are you! Mom?!"

.... Silence filled the void

She awoke gasping for air and holding her chest. "Jesus Christ why the hell would I dream of something like that its not like mom is dead." She thought with her eyes still closed. Then a certain sound caught her attention. Sound of someone's footsteps. "What?! Did someone break in?!" She opened her eyes quickly and was shocked to find out she wasn't in her room anymore. No, she was laying on the ground in the middle of the forest
With the morning dew still on the grass. A tall, old man stood in front of her. "Are you ok there las?" He spoke. His voice was deep yet comforting. "I-i don't know?" He reached one hand out to help her get up. Now that she could have a good look at him, Anya noticed that he was in very strange clothes. They didn't look like something a normal man would wear. It seemed a bit out of date. She also noticed that her clothes have been changed too. She was wearing a white  shirt with a small brown cloack. Her pants were baggy and dirty for the mud. She had a small bag with her that was tied up with string. This all was so shocking for Anya. She was out of words. "Sir excuse me but uh where am i?" She asked with a worried expression on her face. "You're not from around here are you?" She shook her head nervously. "Well I guess I'll be on to show you our magnificent town!. Miss welcome to Asmenia!"