"Regan? Are you awake?" Adrianna yawned. No answer. "I guess I should prepare some
breakfast for him. I wonder what he eats…oats, grass or something else. I'll just make him
bread." After a few more minutes, Regan woke up and was startled at first to see
Adrianna awake and preparing breakfast, but then he stoop up and greeted her.
"Hello Adrianna. What have you made for breakfast this morning?" Regan asked.
"I have made…bread and butter. With a little banana on top. Is this the kind of food you
eat?" Adrianna asked.
"Yes, I still like to eat normal food. Thank goodness!" Regan chuckled. Adrianna giggled
a little too.
"Well you look even more of a handsome steed today then in the night. Your mane is very
beautiful." Adrianna said.
"Thank you. You are lovely too, even more so in the light. Are you married Adrianna?"
Regan asked.
"Well, no. All of the princes I have met are all so caught up in my beauty that they don't
find out who I am, so I rejected their proposals. They are such idiots. I was very glad
when they stopped finding princes for me; it is very dull after a while. I could almost give
the most ideal response to them. It's funny, actually." Adrianna explained.
"Yeah, really funny." Regan sarcastically said. "Well, where are you going anyway?"
"I…I'm not sure. I was just going to leave; I wasn't completely sure where I would end
up. You know, I always did want to visit Anarcia." Adrianna said.
"A…Anarcia? Why on earth would you want to go there?" Regan asked, trembling.
"I have heard that is where all the magic of the world is, a place full of everything mystical
and beautiful; a place full of magical fairies and winged horses and dragons…oh dragons.
They are the reason that it is dangerous there…I forgot." Adrianna whispered.
"Do you still want to go knowing of the dragons there?" Regan asked.
"Yes! Yes I do. Maybe, we could find a fairy to guide us through, and a witch to cure
you…oh it would be simply magical to go there! We shall go there, definitely. Well, that
is, if you would like to come." Adrianna exclaimed.
"I would never abandon such a caring lady as yourself, it would be my honor to come and
show you Anarcia. I was born there." Regan replied.
"Oh, splendid! Maybe, before we get there, you will remember your poem and we can get
you cured; we could tour it much more safely then. And you wouldn't be a horse
anymore…not that you aren't a beautiful horse." Adrianna blushed a little.
"Yes, that would be great. Wait…I remember a little of the poem:
How to know who is your love
Eyes are bluer than the sky above
But this maiden can walk the walk, oh I forget the rest, I think that was most of it though.
There is just that one line I can't remember…" Regan said, shaking his mane.
"Don't worry, you will know when the time is right. Meanwhile, shall we leave now for
our journey?" Adrianna asked.
"Yes, we shall leave without wasting anymore time. Here climb on my back again, oh, can
we please leave the saddle here? It pains me so." Regan begged.
"Oh, of course! I will just hold my sack and ride bareback. Is that okay?" Adrianna asked.
"Yes, now come let's go." Regan ordered. They began their long journey to Anarcia and
all that day they talked about their lives in the past and by the end of the day, both of them
had confessed so much to each other that they had now become good friends.
Now, the real danger was approaching them: Anarcia. Creatures that had cleverly escaped
from Anarcia were scattered around Anarcia in an area called the Black Woods. There
were creatures so horrible there, that when seen, people's hair would turn white and
sometimes it terrorized people to death. Not just anyone can escape the Black Woods,
actually, it is rare for anyone who does not possess the magic to fly and protect themselves
to survive the wood. However, for those who do make it to Anarcia are given with a new
special magic that is bestowed upon them for crossing the Black Woods. "Oh…my.
Adrianna, we are here. This is the evil wood that prevents many from entering the
beautiful Anarcia." Regan trembled.
"It, it's so quiet. I hate it when it's too quiet; in all the books that I read, the quiet part is
when the greatest danger happens! Wait a minute…what was that? Over there in the
bushes…it, it sounds like, like crying!" Adrianna whispered.
"Don't go to it, it is probably a trap! These creatures are very sly and will do anything to
murder!" Regan cautioned.
"No, it sounds like a girl crying. I am going to holler to it." Adrianna exclaimed. "Hello?
Why are you crying over there? Come out please."
"Who…who are you? You won't fool me beast! I know of your games!" shouted the girl.
"I am no beast, but I must ask, are you? My name is Adrianna. This is my horse Regan, we
mean you no harm." Adrianna yelled.
"I am no beast as well, call me Zafirah." Zafirah answered. Then she revealed herself from
the bush, she was a small child, only 9 or 10 years old, with shoulder length dark brown
hair and a beautiful shade of green eyes. She was wearing torn rags and looked like she
hadn't eaten a descent meal for ages. "Where did you come from?"
"We came from far south, near Royale. And how did such a young child like you get lost
here?" Adrianna asked.
"My mum and dad were looking for food, and they never came back. I don't have and
brothers or sisters to look for them with me, so I was waiting here for them to return.
Miss, are you going to the forest too?" Zafirah asked.
"Yes, we are." Adrianna answered.
"Who is we Miss?" Zafirah asked.
"Regan, the horse, and I. Well, he is truly a warlock imprisoned in the form of a
horse, and he talks. Regan, can you be a dear and say something to Zafirah?" Adrianna
asked.
"Hello, child." Regan said.
"Umm, Miss, what did he say? Does 'Neigh' mean something I don't know?"
Zafirah asked.
"No, he spoke clearly in English, did you not hear?" Adrianna questioned.
"No, madam. He spoke clear horse to me." Zafirah answered, looking towards the
ground.
"That's very peculiar..." Adrianna thought aloud. "Regan, who exactly can hear
you?"
"Well, aside from magical things, no one but you so far." Regan answered. "Ask the child
to come with us, better not to leave her to starve out here so close to the wood."
"Zafirah?" Adrianna asked, drawing the attention of the child once again. "Would
you like to come with, umm, me to Anarcia? I don't want you alone here."
"Oh, yes madam." Zafirah answered.
"Adrianna. Call me Adrianna." Adrianna said. Then she motioned her hand and
Zafirah came up to Regan and, with much effort and help from Adrianna, she positioned
herself comfortably in front of Adrianna and held on to Regan's mane. "Okay Regan, let's
go now." The three started to come inside of the Black Woods, and already they all felt a
chill run through their bodies.
breakfast for him. I wonder what he eats…oats, grass or something else. I'll just make him
bread." After a few more minutes, Regan woke up and was startled at first to see
Adrianna awake and preparing breakfast, but then he stoop up and greeted her.
"Hello Adrianna. What have you made for breakfast this morning?" Regan asked.
"I have made…bread and butter. With a little banana on top. Is this the kind of food you
eat?" Adrianna asked.
"Yes, I still like to eat normal food. Thank goodness!" Regan chuckled. Adrianna giggled
a little too.
"Well you look even more of a handsome steed today then in the night. Your mane is very
beautiful." Adrianna said.
"Thank you. You are lovely too, even more so in the light. Are you married Adrianna?"
Regan asked.
"Well, no. All of the princes I have met are all so caught up in my beauty that they don't
find out who I am, so I rejected their proposals. They are such idiots. I was very glad
when they stopped finding princes for me; it is very dull after a while. I could almost give
the most ideal response to them. It's funny, actually." Adrianna explained.
"Yeah, really funny." Regan sarcastically said. "Well, where are you going anyway?"
"I…I'm not sure. I was just going to leave; I wasn't completely sure where I would end
up. You know, I always did want to visit Anarcia." Adrianna said.
"A…Anarcia? Why on earth would you want to go there?" Regan asked, trembling.
"I have heard that is where all the magic of the world is, a place full of everything mystical
and beautiful; a place full of magical fairies and winged horses and dragons…oh dragons.
They are the reason that it is dangerous there…I forgot." Adrianna whispered.
"Do you still want to go knowing of the dragons there?" Regan asked.
"Yes! Yes I do. Maybe, we could find a fairy to guide us through, and a witch to cure
you…oh it would be simply magical to go there! We shall go there, definitely. Well, that
is, if you would like to come." Adrianna exclaimed.
"I would never abandon such a caring lady as yourself, it would be my honor to come and
show you Anarcia. I was born there." Regan replied.
"Oh, splendid! Maybe, before we get there, you will remember your poem and we can get
you cured; we could tour it much more safely then. And you wouldn't be a horse
anymore…not that you aren't a beautiful horse." Adrianna blushed a little.
"Yes, that would be great. Wait…I remember a little of the poem:
How to know who is your love
Eyes are bluer than the sky above
But this maiden can walk the walk, oh I forget the rest, I think that was most of it though.
There is just that one line I can't remember…" Regan said, shaking his mane.
"Don't worry, you will know when the time is right. Meanwhile, shall we leave now for
our journey?" Adrianna asked.
"Yes, we shall leave without wasting anymore time. Here climb on my back again, oh, can
we please leave the saddle here? It pains me so." Regan begged.
"Oh, of course! I will just hold my sack and ride bareback. Is that okay?" Adrianna asked.
"Yes, now come let's go." Regan ordered. They began their long journey to Anarcia and
all that day they talked about their lives in the past and by the end of the day, both of them
had confessed so much to each other that they had now become good friends.
Now, the real danger was approaching them: Anarcia. Creatures that had cleverly escaped
from Anarcia were scattered around Anarcia in an area called the Black Woods. There
were creatures so horrible there, that when seen, people's hair would turn white and
sometimes it terrorized people to death. Not just anyone can escape the Black Woods,
actually, it is rare for anyone who does not possess the magic to fly and protect themselves
to survive the wood. However, for those who do make it to Anarcia are given with a new
special magic that is bestowed upon them for crossing the Black Woods. "Oh…my.
Adrianna, we are here. This is the evil wood that prevents many from entering the
beautiful Anarcia." Regan trembled.
"It, it's so quiet. I hate it when it's too quiet; in all the books that I read, the quiet part is
when the greatest danger happens! Wait a minute…what was that? Over there in the
bushes…it, it sounds like, like crying!" Adrianna whispered.
"Don't go to it, it is probably a trap! These creatures are very sly and will do anything to
murder!" Regan cautioned.
"No, it sounds like a girl crying. I am going to holler to it." Adrianna exclaimed. "Hello?
Why are you crying over there? Come out please."
"Who…who are you? You won't fool me beast! I know of your games!" shouted the girl.
"I am no beast, but I must ask, are you? My name is Adrianna. This is my horse Regan, we
mean you no harm." Adrianna yelled.
"I am no beast as well, call me Zafirah." Zafirah answered. Then she revealed herself from
the bush, she was a small child, only 9 or 10 years old, with shoulder length dark brown
hair and a beautiful shade of green eyes. She was wearing torn rags and looked like she
hadn't eaten a descent meal for ages. "Where did you come from?"
"We came from far south, near Royale. And how did such a young child like you get lost
here?" Adrianna asked.
"My mum and dad were looking for food, and they never came back. I don't have and
brothers or sisters to look for them with me, so I was waiting here for them to return.
Miss, are you going to the forest too?" Zafirah asked.
"Yes, we are." Adrianna answered.
"Who is we Miss?" Zafirah asked.
"Regan, the horse, and I. Well, he is truly a warlock imprisoned in the form of a
horse, and he talks. Regan, can you be a dear and say something to Zafirah?" Adrianna
asked.
"Hello, child." Regan said.
"Umm, Miss, what did he say? Does 'Neigh' mean something I don't know?"
Zafirah asked.
"No, he spoke clearly in English, did you not hear?" Adrianna questioned.
"No, madam. He spoke clear horse to me." Zafirah answered, looking towards the
ground.
"That's very peculiar..." Adrianna thought aloud. "Regan, who exactly can hear
you?"
"Well, aside from magical things, no one but you so far." Regan answered. "Ask the child
to come with us, better not to leave her to starve out here so close to the wood."
"Zafirah?" Adrianna asked, drawing the attention of the child once again. "Would
you like to come with, umm, me to Anarcia? I don't want you alone here."
"Oh, yes madam." Zafirah answered.
"Adrianna. Call me Adrianna." Adrianna said. Then she motioned her hand and
Zafirah came up to Regan and, with much effort and help from Adrianna, she positioned
herself comfortably in front of Adrianna and held on to Regan's mane. "Okay Regan, let's
go now." The three started to come inside of the Black Woods, and already they all felt a
chill run through their bodies.