Affiliations

Section 1

In the field of a mossy forest, stood an old mansion lurking deep within the center of Palatha. There, whatever you wish for will be granted should you find an enchanted one. But meet the curse before the storm will eliminate you from the world you came to know, and will be trapped in the world of never-ending mist within the haunted forest. 

And Josh Miles is here for exactly that for his wish; restore peace within all Polybius. For his family have been infected by the sickness of the old one, he is willing to do anything to bring good health upon them. He gulped as he stared at the foggy forest, one step is all it takes to let himself be submerged in one with the mist and venture upon the haunted forest of the unknown. 

As he took one step, like magic, he is surrounded by opaque mist. Like all the tall trees he had seen earlier did not exist at all. His terrified blue eyes stared of what is in front of him and walked forward as if he knows where to go. His breathing ragged, and his hands trembling from the fear his heart felt. One deep breath again before he took another step to move forward, letting himself walk as he muttered words of courage to himself. He clenched his fists from the sudden coldness, confused nonetheless moved forward. 

As he did, he cannot stop himself from moving his eyes around the mist. Checking to see if there is anything to see, at all. Is it possible for a mist to be this thick? He would never know, for the world he lived in has an adequate temperature and climate. 

Creak.

He halted. His heart beating faster than it ever was, feeling the norepinephrine pulsing through his veins as his mind screamed for him to run back to where he came from. Yet he froze still. He turned, slowly as ever. Stiff with cold feet, and before whatever it was could utter one syllable, he ran with all his might. Forward, into the nothingness, yet he did not care if he would ever reach the destination he forced himself to go to. 

When he stopped, he was shaking furious than ever. Terrified of what might have happened if he did not run away. When his legs were stable enough to carry on, he lift his head. He carried on. 

Know that he lost the direction he is from, he kept himself from thinking how he would ever lived. And when an image of his dear family dying from worry, his movements stopped. He bend his knees and ruffled his hair as he buried his face on his knees.

He could go crazy from thinking like this. 

"You need help?" 

He lifted his head upon the words uttered by a soft-spoken woman. And what his eyes met, had a mesmerizing silver blue eyes. With a silky, straight snow white hair with lilac highlighted at the tips of her hair. It took him a few seconds before he is able to get out of his trance. "Uh, yes.." He stuttered.

She lend a hand forward, "Follow me." She said. "I will lead you to the enchanted one." She added. His eyes widen in relief, and tears brimmed his eyes. A nod is all he did before he touched her hand and held it tight. She pulled him a little, a signal for him to stand. Which he did in return, and both walked to the mansion of the enchanted one. 

In the world of Polybius stands a rule all must follow; lend a hand to those who needs saving from their own misery, for they do not know what they have; ties. A human needs connection in order to broaden their awareness and needs misery in order to swear on their life never do such a mistake again. It is a profitable choice to do, the greatest thing to have, and the most beautiful sight to see; relationship. For it is something that pursue the vision of the leader for the nation they lead.

As their eyes greet the mansion, though a bit farther; much to Josh's confusion, she let his hand go. Now, this accelerated his confusion, and the words his mother said in his childhood made him remember; "But meet the curse before the storm will eliminate you from the world you came to know, and will be trapped in the world of never-ending mist in the haunted forest."

Is this the 'curse before the storm' his mother mentioned?

The girl smiled. "No need to worry, my name is Queley Willows. I am no curse, though the civilians always portray me as eccentric." She coaxed. He blinked at her. Was it possible to have someone read the question in his mind? Or was he just not subtle?

And how did she know about the legend?

Then he remembered; "Follow me", "I will lead you to the enchanted one."

With a stiff smile, he uttered a word of gratitude before averting his eyes over to the mansion. There were vines on each side, almost meeting had it not for the slumped wisteria hanging between. The rusty iron bars left opened, and for a second he did not think it is the home of the enchanted one, until a light glimpsed from the dusty window. His eyebrows raised in surprise and blinked twice to see if it did existed, and it did. He rubbed his eyes to see if it is still there, it is. 

Now, he believes her.

He turned towards her with a genuine smile of relief but, when he did, she was no longer there. As if she did not existed at all. He is, of course, worried for her sudden disappearance. Yet thought nothing of it as he found himself smiling towards the light and moved forward, with a single thought; how eccentric that girl is.

Queley wandered in the mist again, wondering if there are other lost souls wandering astray. She knows for a fact that the boy could have died minutes before she found him, had she not held his hand, the overwhelming thoughts of fear would have stopped his heart. "How pitiful, really." She murmured. Before she lurked within the mist, only to find herself back outside. The mist is a map that she had sketched in her mind a long time ago. 

She stared at the farthest kingdom, a fog to see from where she is. That is where the boy may be, for rumors could only wander in one kingdom. Let the rumor arise, it will create a stir. And she knows that. However, she thought that this is the only exception that she could make. After all, that boy is a no believer of rumors and only deranged men believes the legend. Any normal human would not dare venture into the haunted forest, where they could be lost and never return to the home they lived in.

She looked back at the misty entrance of the forest and entered once more, knowing that the boy had achieved the wish he did in a cost. And the cost will be discussed minutes after she arrive at the mansion, which will give her enough time to bring him out of the mansion. Her analysis is true as ever.

"Josh Miles." She said as she entered, cutting the words of the 'cost' of his wish. A smile adored her face when the enchanted one; glowing gold hair with matching diamond eyes, glared her direction. She turned towards the brunette boy, "We need to go. It is urgent, for you will not last long in her presence." She said. "Why?" He asked. "Think of her as a sun and you as a jelly pie." 

The reply is not something she is fond of, but she knows she need to get him out this situation right here and now. He nodded, stiff as ever. "I give my thanks for listening to my worries." Before he got out of the mansion and head towards Queley. The enchanted one did not utter any word and could only glare at the silver blue-eyed girl, to which the girl gave a mocking smile discreetly before turning away. 

The two people went out of the mansion, and the girl held his hand. The boy flinched in surprise, and she only smiled as she pulled him along as she went towards the direction outside. "I am bewildered, really. To find that she did not hate your guts." She initiated. Not seeing his face, although she could imagine it base on his trembling voice. "W-Why so..?" He asked, nervously. "She hates anyone and everyone, and in all of race, she despise humans the most." She replied nonchalantly.

"Is that so.." He tried to sound the same as well, but his tone gave it away that he felt a shiver run down his spine. He could have died, yet the enchanted one gave a smile and that's it.