The Mistress of All Evil
By Gabriel Holt
Chapter 1
The morning sun was just rising over the rough and rocky mountains. The sunrise painted the kingdom a pinkish orange color. The sun shown through the window of The Berwick Home. Elnora rose out of bed. Brax was already gone, He usually left home to work in the palace very early in the morning until very late in the evening. A philosopher wasn't a very easy job.
Back at the palace Brax and the other philosophers where hard at work, One was working on the astrological calendar, another studying into the development of future technology, such as a flying machine, and Brax was in charge on Prophocies. He was reading through to see if there was to be a prophocy fufilled on this day in history.
He came across a very dark scroll, "On The Day on June the Sixth on Sixteen Sixty Six, The Spawn of the Devil will be brought to Earth. She will grow in grace and Beauty, But on the eve of her Sixteenth Birthday, She will rule as The Mistress of All Evil." Brax presented this scroll to the other philosophers, But was soon interupted.
A Woman walked in the room, "Sir Berwick?" she said. "Yes?" he replied. "Elnora is is labor."