PROLOGUE
The light breeze caressed the exposed skin of a females face as she walked down a forested path. The dew that clung to the leaves, grass and dirt road made the air feel clammy as she walked at a brisk pace, the way she liked to every morning before the rest of her family woke sending all things into chaos. The young woman knew these paths like she knew the back of her hand, even though growing up everything has become more lush and overgrown the paths still kept their familiar feel beneath her slipper clad feet.
While she kept on moving down the path she soon came to a hill in a clearing after having walked up the incline to get to it. At the top she stopped and paused, her brown hair escaping the braid lying down her shoulder and resting just above her chest, it was tickling the skin along her neck and cheek in the light morning breeze. The meadow below glistened in the dew with the help of the light from the sunrise over the horizon and tree top line, as the sounds of birds songs floated through the air making the world seem to come alive.
The woman took a deep breath in, letting the smells of a new found morning in and out as a smile played along her lips. She wished that the earth could just stay like this all the time, how perfect the world seemed just as the light of dawn was coming over the horizon and the dew dissipating in its wake.
Pulling her housecoat closer as the dew was making everything damp she decided it was time to head home as her slippers were wet and uncomfortable and her mother would shriek about the state of the hem of her nightgown. As the young woman made her way down the path birds had begun to flit in and out of her path landing on the ground looking for nest lining, or worms to fill their hungry bellies. All seemed to be in sync with one another in the forest as the harmonious circle of life worked its magic.
The house she grew up in came into view and things already seemed to be in chaos, peculiar because it was still early for her family to be up.
"Lizzy…" she heard from the house up ahead the sound of her sisters voice calling her "Lizzy… get up!" and the world around her started to dissipate and spin "Lizzy.. You're going to be late!" and the sounds of the birds because her beeping of her alarm and the perfect little path and house soon was nothing but a thought in her head "Lizzy! Get up, you have your interview!"
With the sound of her sister Jane's voice and the beeping of her alarm Elizabeth Bennett rose with a start "Oh my gosh, my interview!" she breathed as she flung her covers back and hit her older sister Jane as she got up. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! Thank you for waking me Jane!" Now her morning really was starting in chaos and it was her own fault that just a wonderful dream had allowed her to over sleep her alarm. This was really not the morning for that to happen.