Prologue – Whisper in the Trees
A country in a far away land in a far away Universe, a house of generous stature, a mansion you might say. A door of carved Oak wood engraved with a rose in full bloom; inside the door, a flight of stairs centre a room made of wood and lush fabrics. Delicate ornaments of glass and gold line the walls, up the stairs and to the left, a hall of red, blue and purple. Each of the doors carved with a rose in stages of bloom; enter the middle door, a rose in full bloom, to reveal a bedroom, of sorts, of rich red and gold, Victorian styled furniture showing no signs of age except a fine layer of dust. The centre; a bed , with red satin sheets and fur. In the bed lay a shape, a female shape.