Soldier, Poet, King.

Chapter One - New Scenery

"Mikel sat at his table, drinking his favorite beverage and scrolling through his phone. He suddenly got a message. 'Ely stone answered your comment!'. He let out a sigh and clicked at his notification. His eyes skimmed over the comment and he smiled.

Douglas was laying on his couch, browsing through his different social medias. A message popped up. 'Ina have answered'. Unknowingly, he did the exact same thing as what Mikel just did. Clicked at the notification, something he rarely do, and read it.

Ely was sitting on her bed. She was writing in her notebook about a dream she had last night, while listening to her favorite song: soldier, poet, king. She scrolled lazily through the comments and suddenly stopped, as she read the comment of a guy named Mikel. She suddenly felt nostalgic..

suddenly, the world seemed to fade before the eyes of the three strangers, until there was nothing but darkness..

Douglas awoke, feeling dizzy. He looked around him..he was on a beautyful meadow. The birds were chirping and colorful flowers sorrounded him. Where was he? His eyes landed on two people, both laying unconscious. A female and a male. He wandered over to the female, and shook her awake. She sat up abrubtly and looked around her. 'Where am I?' she asked. Douglas shrugged. 'I have no idea' he said. Thier eyes now landed at the other guy, who now was stirring awake.

Mikel sat up slowly. He could feel grass under his hands. His eyes met with four more. His gaze flickered between them. 'Where am I? Who are *you*? ' he gestured wildly to the two people in front of him. They both shrugged, both looking around for a while. 'Well I'm Ely, Ely Crowe' the female said. 'I'm Douglas stone' the other male said. 'And I am Mikel Short' Mikel said, stretching out his hand, which Douglas took as an oppertunity to help him up from the grass.

Ely sighs, looking around. They all kinda just stands in a triangle, not knowing what to say nor to do. She looks around and suddenly spots her book, lying in the grass. She walks over and picks it up. A pencil is attached to the book by a red string. 'Huh', she thinks. 'That wasn't there before'. She puts the book in her bag, that she luckily still have with her. She smiles at the two boys and they give a hesitant smile back. 'Well, we will get nothing done or anything solved about this, if we just stands here' she says. Mikel nods. 'You're right. I'm shure we can find someone who can explain all of this to us'. Douglas hums in agreement, and the three, now not strangers anymore, wanders a random direction, shure that they will find something or someone, if they walk for a long enough time. "

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"They have walked for many hours and they now know each other better. They have a lot in common. They are all about the same age, Douglas the oldest and Ina the youngest. Mikel have learned that Douglas is working towards being a bodyguard, well that was before the woke up in this place. Mikel also learned that Ely wanted to be an author, that she wanted to write her own fantasy book, the whole book written in rhymes. He talked a bit about himself. About his childhood and about his future, which is now completely turned around. They talked and talked and talked, until they stumbled across a village.

At the entrance, there was a big open gate, with the words 'Fawnhill village' written over it. Douglas looked at the little village on the other side. Small wood-cabins scattered across the land, paths made of gravel connecting all of the cabins. Mikel, who was beside him, was the first one to take a step inside.

Ely looked on, a bit hesitant to walk inside. She didn't know if they were welcome here. 'Ely, come on' Douglas said. She stepped inside the village and was instantly hit with the feeling of security and something almost magical.

They started to walk along each other again, when they saw a person walking around. The three were silent and still in shock as they looked at the person's deer legs. You could hear the cogs turn inside of Ely's brain, as she looked at the creature. The word finally clicked. 'Cervitaur, half a man, half a deer' she wispered. This wasn't a normal world.. "