Once on a cold windy night, with the sky covered in pitch black darkness as the moon shined bright with its heavenly glow. The realm of Sage Burrow had become a war zone. Red, Gray and silver are the new colors of what was once a peaceful, luscious forest. The secluded area had now become a stage for a gruesome battle that lied ahead.
Valanie, Unseelie rouge queen and mother natures evil twin, blends in with the shadows as she watched her own fiendish creations battle it out with the woodland elves. Everyone who knows or heard of her of course knows never to cross her tainted path. The last people who crossed her tainted path have lost the will to ever walk and to speak of what horrors they have seen from her. “My queen. How long will we be out here tonight?” Said General MacKay as he stood tall giving his own stern and hardened look.
Valanie glances over her shoulder at him. Her Auburn orange hair gliding swiftly during each movement she makes. The tightness of her black dress and laced corset had become a second layer of skin. “Until I get rid of something that is corrupting this world,” She began to piercingly gaze at him with her almost pale white eyes with a flickering flame of fury within her soul. “Then, we will claim SageBurrow and burn it all to the ground, once and for all!” She would stop at nothing until Sage Burrow and its citizens were dead or begging for their lives to be spared while their cities and homes all burned to the ground. Knowing full well that the good woman has her little eyes and ears everywhere. Good. Let them witness as their precious world crumbles to the ground, along with its people begging for mercy.
As the war rages on, some have succumbed to bloodlust and are carelessly charging any enemy without a care for their own safety. While others can only think of home, what they left behind and the secret they are protecting. The toll on both nature and humanity is devastating.
Arabella Ashburnum, The Queen of Tarlington kingdom and wife to the one and only King Caspian Ashburnum, stood motionless behind the tress as she watched the horrific bloodshed as the battle raged on. She closed her eyes as she began to say a silent prayer to the gods and goddesses above to be sure that her husband and the men that served them to make it out alright. Draped in an hooded cloak that was once a shawl held her little one closely keeping her bundled up in a warm yellow blanket. She kept her eyes covered so she did not witness the blood shed and covered her ears so she wouldn't hear the rage nor the agonizing screams of the battle.
“It’s alright my angel. You will be with more good people soon,” She glances down at the little infant, smiling adoringly. “Then one day you will become a beautiful grown woman. Never forget that mommy and daddy love you so much.”
Reaches near the outskirts of the woods, the smell of sulfur and the blood curdling screams echoed along the way as Arabella begins to make a run for it down the dirt pathway, leading to the fairy ring. The awful smells and sounds gradually start to fade away. Hoping that this last solution will work out perfectly and not back fire on them all.
The moment she reach’s a dead end, one would definitely think all would be lost but not to her. It was a gateway of mushrooms. With a flick of her left wrist and both eyes closed, she teleports to the next destination. A Silhouette of an four bedroom cabin begins to fully appear out of nowhere with its elegant lights shinning from each and every window. Yes. She made it just in time. Arabella gently places her down inside the basket after she makes it magically appear, makes a very rare and magical necklace appear. Gently placing it down at her little ones left side, burying it as if to hide it away. Carefully Putting it down on the porch while giving the blanket her loving, gentle touch once more cherishing the blankets warmth and smell, one last time.
The moment she removes her cloak, her six inch angelic wings shaped like monarchy butterfly wings begin unfolding. Shades of blood red, black and a beautiful hint of orange. As they came into full view, the flames begin to crackle underneath the tips, making Arabella appear like a firefly. She immediately glides up to the landing quietly on the edge. Peeks down below watching, as her sister and brother in law take the baby inside their house as if they knew why.
Arabella begins to stand up turning around now focusing on the moon, with her wings spread out and the fire crackling even more now. The once black patch's, now a vibrant color of red moving rapidly like a beating heart. “Goodbye, Kalista.” As she whispered her final words to her beloved daughter, tears start to form as she flies into the air appearing like a tail on a comet, heading back home.