Introduction
Sisters, one in a palace, one in a cottage. Each on different sides of thin forest line, thickly full of trees. One girl, Cathy, and the other, Isabellia, went running off into the woods, there, they ran and ran until they meant each other in the middle. They jumped, and took 3 steps backwards, realizing, that they both had a both mark on their right shoulders. But only the very bottom was visible. Cathy, pointing only, gave the message of let me see. For talking to strangers was against the princess warfare laws. No contact was to made at all times with the villagers. Cathy, from the cottage, looked at the girls arm, she then saw that she was welcomed by Isabellia to role her sleeve.
Cathy and Isabellia ran back home, but in midstep of departing, the nights told Isabellia to hop on her hoarse. Villagers grabbed Cathy as she screamed for her long lost sister. And the king and queen came to settle this for themselves, they had a look of terror, and so did the parents of Cathy, that the sisters had meant.
That was when they were ordered off by the queen, who provided dresses for nice occasions, along wi Th shoes, and play clothes, and winter clothes, and summer, and spring, and fall, and full crates of many offerings to the princess. Blankets, pillows, horses, carriages, beds, tents, and many many kinds of foods was presented, and they were ordered off. That was that. It was official. The queen got the last day. And as they left, they saw many goods exchanged between the two peoples, and went back their own seperate ways. It the king gave a poem to the girls. A warning perhaps.
Leave the in the darkest noon,
So ye shall see,
The ever so full moon.
Be careful of the lights,
It is the symbol of a fight.
Dance with every lost one,
And will be an everyone.
But do be careful,
For you might feel cheerful.
They are your doom, and your very reason of life
But they cause very much strife.
Heed my words well,
For after this, it won’t be swell.
It was quickly jotted down, and the queen came with anxiety to the king, rushing him, letting him hand over the paper, allow Cathy to place it in her satchel of herbs from the cottage, and be on their way.
And forevermore, they were bound, bound together, and bound for adventure.
