Golden halls filled all the way up to the tips of the tall, pointed arches, with strange light flooding through the gothic style windows elaborately cut in the stone walls. Footsteps, quick and confident, like what you would imagine an aristocrat's footsteps to sound like. The sound was quiet as a whisper, and yet loud as thunder, echoing strangely in the long walkway. Suddenly the scenery shifts, as if the seer of the landscape were turning… There, right there was a man. He was average height, and build, although he seeped energy and confidence that would make one think he could lift any weight easily. He was adorned in golden plates of armor that seemed to wrap around him as easily as fabric, along with the gold, he wore black leather. Over the armor-like second skin he had a green leather jacket; it had black stripes near the center of the chest that probably hold it closed, black on the shoulders, and glided gracefully hardly an inch above the ground. His face was-
"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP"
"Ahhhhh!" thump. "Ow~~~~"
Threa sat up and rubbed her head from where she had hit her head, after decent from her bed to the floor. Wow, I was really out of it… What a weird dream… She thought as she not-so-gracefully lifted herself from the cold, beige carpet, and went to silence her insistently beeping alarm clock.
A/N: Hey, short chapter, I know, it's just a prologue. And to those of you who read "A Queen of Goblins" I have not given up on it (yet)! I just don't have any ideas right now, and the idea for this story was bugging me. Thank you for reading! And if you have any ideas (for either of my stories) pleas review, or pm me!
Love you all! G0