Overlooking an abundant field of flowers, watching as grass blades flung rays of sunlight in every direction and flowers of every hue danced in the wind, sat a small child that watched with fascinated interest of the display of nature. Hearing the soft sound of footsteps, the young girl turned and a smile spread across her face before she stood to run toward a woman with midnight hair and sapphire eyes.
Clasping the woman's legs, the young girl beamed as the woman picked her up and carried her to a nearby tree, sitting comfortably among the many roots that had found their way to the surface, settling the young girl in her lap. They sat and gazed at the colorful performance as if it was played out by an invisible conductor, watching as vibrant shades of blue, violet, and red clashed with tinges of yellow, orange, and green with every shade in between.
The duo sat in comfortable silence as the sun continued to descend across the sky, setting ablaze all that the light touched, shining hair of silver danced like gold strands in the wind as the young girl tried to tame her long locks. Finally controlling it, the young girl waited patiently, waiting for the older woman to start their nightly ritual. When nothing happened, she glanced up to look up at the older woman, watching as she stared off into the distance, though the woman's eyes seemed farther away than the sun at the moment.
"Mama?" asked a small voice coming from the woman's lap.
"Hmm?" answered the woman.
"Will you tell me a story?"
With a soft chuckle, the woman looked down to see big golden eyes gazing up at her, silently pleading. 'Highly unnecessary,' thought the woman, 'when has she ever not received her nightly story?'
"And what kind of story would you like to hear?" answered the woman aloud.
The young girl had a contemplating look on her face, she had heard many of her mother's stories before, ones of adventure, mystery, fiction, and nonfiction. As she continued to think, she heard a small laugh come from above her head.
"Would you like to hear one I've never told you before?" suggested the chuckling woman, trying to hide her laugh at the scrunched up face of her daughter. The enthusiastic nod of the young girl's head was enough answer for her.
"Let's see. Where should I begin?"
"Papa said everything starts at a certain time, how about you start there?"
"A certain time, huh? Okay. Once upon a time, in a distant past, there was a young prince..."
Hey, guys! I'm finally back to writing some more stories, and boy did I make this one a big one. I already have a bunch of chapters planned out and hours of research put into this - so hopefully you all will enjoy. I plan to have a chapter out before every two weeks, but life happens sometimes, so we will see. Enjoy :)