As the World Falls Down
Prologue
Sarah always loved this dream. The pristine ballroom, the swirling layers of satin, tulle, and silk, and the heavily music that seemed to drift about the extravagant party all played their own part in making it the most magical experience Sarah had ever experienced. Most of all Sarah loved the King in her dreams. He had eyes only for her, and her every whim was his command. She held power over him like no other woman ever had before. As Sarah slowly waltzed around the ballroom in her dreams she always felt a strange sense of deja vu. Oh course Sarah had never been to such a grand ballroom. The closest she had ever been to such an elaborate party was when her father had married her stepmother Irene. While Sarah had never gotten along with her stepmother in her teens, now she saw Irene as a close friend. The music in the ballroom slowly came to a halt. All eyes were on Sarah and her king and he slowly bent down to capture her lips…
The alarm clock going off roused Sarah with a start. Sarah gazed around her dorm room and saw that her roommate was already gone to breakfast. It was all just a dream, but her favorite nonetheless. Sarah quickly dressed and grabbed her morning books before heading off to breakfast at the dining hall. After high school Sarah chose a small New England College to continue her education. The school specialized in the performing arts and the written arts. For Sarah it was heaven. After a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast Sarah headed off to her first class of the day, Vocal Performance. While not a singer by any means, Sarah had discovered that she was not terrible and decided to use this class to improve her abilities to allow her to take on more versatile roles. As she was about to enter the Performing Arts building a white owl flew out of the old oak tree next to the building and flew off into the grey clouds of a New England winter.