Prologue
Far out in a land that one could call paradise, where the mountains reach the heavens and tears trickling down it's side, which some call rivers, and the trees are protecting the wilderness from the sun's killing rays, where the sun's killing rays are life to those trees, and that land if full of laughter and joy. There, in a castle, with observing eyes, coldly and stiffly stood a prince. He was thinking about the wedding he had been forcefully engaged to. He was to be engaged to a princess he had never met or heard of, Princess Meiling. He had tried fleeing, but to be recaptured, he had yelled, but to be put in a sound-proof room, he had even destroyed his mother, the queen's, favorite portrait, which just got replaced by a new one.
With his chestnut hair falling over his cold and expressionless eyes, he sighed a great defeat, not willing to accept the fact that he had been beaten. His amber orbs observed the outside. The outside had a happy aura, there were birds chirping a fine tune and flowers opening their petals to greet the sun. Even the lake seemed happy, glittering in the sun's rays. Then the prince glanced at his room, absorbing the difference. Everything was silent, cold, and dark. Instead of the happy aura like the one outside, there was a cold one. He can barely remember when his mouth had once stretched upwards, instead of a straight, expressionless line like the one he had now and always. He could barely think of the one time he had been truly happy, after his father died.
"Bam, Bam!" Went the door, as the intruder kept slamming its fist on the door. The prince stared daggers at the door, wishing the intruder would just leave and die. But no such luck, the door flew open. And in came flying was his servant. He glared at his servant, waiting for him to apologize or say why he disturbed his peaceful and despairing silence.
"You're majesty orders you to be brought in front of her to discuss something important," his servant stammered. The prince nodded a short nod and left his room, slamming his door shut and wishing the servant could just say, "You're mother would like to speak to you."
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Miles away, there was a little town and in it an orphaned girl, with a will stronger than anything possible. The only thing extraordinary about this girl was her bright emerald eyes. She cared nothing about her appearance, just to survive and be happy. Often she was in despair, wanting nothing to do with this planet, but her mother's final words kept coming back to her: Cheerfulness is the key to your future. Fall in despair and you will die inside. And her father's last words: Remember, my cherry-blossom, you will always be loved by us, just don't let darkness fill your soul and bring you to hate the world. And finally her brother's final words: Make sure no brat harms you.
Thinking of her mother, father, and brother brought tears to her eyes, stinging them. But this girl willed them not to come out, for she had learned they do nothing, help no one, but show one's weakness to the world. After her mother, father, and brother left her to be in a better place, she had learned how to survive by herself and taught herself how to defend herslef. Sometimes, she even came up with a cleverly devised plans to fill her stomach. Looking at her little house, she had created, she was thinking of ignoring her mother and father's final words, but she couldn't bring herself to do that. Taking the picture of her family, the only possesion she had left of her beloved family, with her, she left that house, for it was nothing but a trash-can and a piece of cloth with holes everywhere, like cheese.
After walking for a couple of miles, her stomach started twisting with hunger. She sniffed out an aroma of fresh bread to her east and followed it. Following that aroma brought her to a bakery with tons of food. This girl quickly came up with a plan and stole some divine treats. Too bad someone had caught her and yelled "Thief!" Running on her bare and strong feet, she leapt into running. Fear and anxiety flashed through her eyes, confused that she had been caught, but now all she had to do was concentrate on running. Running had always come to ease for her and this time, with a little bit of morsels in her mouth, she ran away before anyone could catch up with her. Though no one was in sight, she kept running, in fear of someone coming up with a unicorn, or worse, a werwolf. Thoses two creatures were the fastest creatures alive. No mortal could win, if they were put in a race against them.
Suddenly, an angry storm cloud rolled by and started swearing. All those angry words came out of its mouth by lightning, thunder, and mostly rain. The girl looked at the clouds and glared at it. Muttering about how misfortunate she was, she stuffed the food in her mouth as she kept walking, walking, and walking. Soon, she came upon a garden, with beautiful roses and other flowers. She slowly walked under a great pine tree and before she could do anything, she collapsed onto the fallen leaves underneath the pine tree.