Once upon a time, nestled on a remote island, there stood a quaint cabin perched upon a cliff overlooking the vast expanse of the sea. This hidden gem, known as the Serenity Retreat, was a secret oasis for those seeking solace and tranquility. The cabin, surrounded by lush greenery, boasted a unique feature that set it apart from the rest a pool that stretched out towards the horizon, seemingly merging with the sea itself.
It was on a warm summer's day that Ava and Noah, two adventurous souls, stumbled upon the Serenity Retreat while exploring the island's hidden corners. Little did they know that this chance encounter would lead them to a magical discovery.
As they settled into their new haven, Ava and Noah reveled in the beauty of their surroundings. Each morning, they were greeted by the gentle melodies of nature, the sea breeze carrying whispers of enchantment. The pool, reflecting the colors of the sky, called to them, promising secrets waiting to be unraveled.
Intrigued by the island's legends, Ava and Noah embarked on a quest to uncover its mysteries. They followed clues whispered by the wind and carved into ancient trees, leading them deeper into the island's heart. With every step, their excitement grew, fueled by the anticipation of what they might find.
After days of searching, they stumbled upon a hidden cave nestled amidst towering cliffs. With trepidation and curiosity, they ventured inside, their hearts pounding with excitement. And there, in the heart of the cave, they discovered a chest adorned with intricate engravings an ancient treasure forgotten by time.
As they opened the chest, a radiant light illuminated their surroundings. Within it lay a mystical artifact, a magical talisman that would grant them three wishes.
Overwhelmed by the possibilities, Ava and Noah carefully contemplated their desires. They recognized the weight of their responsibility, understanding that their wishes could shape their lives and the world around them.
Their first wish was for the well-being and happiness of their loved ones—a wish that would bring comfort and joy to their family and friends.
For their second wish, they asked for wisdom and guidance to make a positive impact on the world, to be instruments of change and compassion.
And for their final wish, Ava and Noah wished for a lifetime filled with love, adventure, and cherished moments, knowing that together they could face any challenge and find joy in every step of their journey.
With their wishes granted, Ava and Noah returned to the Serenity Retreat, forever carrying the magic of the treasure within their hearts. The island, now imbued with their aspirations, became a beacon of love, wisdom, and joy.
As the years passed, Ava and Noah's wishes manifested, their lives touched by happiness, purpose, and deep connections. The Serenity Retreat became a sanctuary where their dreams thrived, where their love grew stronger, and where they found solace and inspiration in each other's embrace.
And so, they lived their days, forever grateful for the Serenity Retreat a place where dreams came true, love flourished, and where the magical treasure had gifted them a life of limitless possibilities.
In the twilight of the eve, a realm unseen, A game was set between the moon's pale gleam. A board of shadows, squares of ebony sheen, Host to specters and echoes, in mystery it teems.
Player One, a phantom dressed in gossamer light, Casts dice spun from the silk of astral twilight. Player Two, a banshee cloaked in midnight's might, Commands a scepter that dances with the northern lights.
The board, a haunted grid of spectral squares, Each piece: a wisp, a haunt, a chill, a scare. The graveyard king, the spectral queen's glares, Nightmare knights and ethereal bishops ensnared.
Every move echoes with ancient whispers, A ghostly dance of fright and shimmer. Yet in this uncanny game of shivers, There's a hidden grace that softly quivers.
A bishop veers, a knight does leap, Across the board, dark secrets creep. A spectral pawn's silent, sacrificial weep, In the game's lore, eternally seep.
Each turn, the moon's glow gently wanes, As the spectral clock of the night pertains. In the dance of shadows, victory is fickle and feigns, In this supernatural game, mystery reigns.
The banshee crows, the phantom sighs, An echo of laughter, a chorus of cries. For in this spectral game, the final prize, Is not of this world, but of star-lit skies.
When dawn’s first light breaks the spectral plain, The game resets, but mysteries remain. Ghosts, banshees, secrets unexplained, Await the moon to play again, the supernatural game.
When you think of a world it always seems small. You don’t always think about how you are one speck on a large planet, or one tiny little bit of dust in a whole massive universe that is full of billions of planets all rotating round and round your tiny little world.
I come from one of those little planets far far away. My planet is called Meowgical and it was the only place that I thought existed. I was completely wrong and possibly a little bit small-minded.
My planet was full of a race called Meows and we are a magical race with quite interesting powers.
My name is Sunny and I come from the warmest part of my planet and if I’m being honest most of my planet is warm and constantly bright with the sun shining. It was the Humanoids from a planet called Earth that named me Sunny, yes I was shocked when I found out I was not in the only world, they were more shocked when I just arrived there in a beam of yellow light.
I found out in school for the extra gifted that some of us had the power to wield magic wands and travel through the universe to other planets. I was shown hundreds and thousands of books about other planets and what flicks of a wand got me there and which growls got me there fast. I was also taught how to fight with a wand.
I found it hard to believe that there were other planets. We are a solitary race, once born we left the litter fast to fend for ourselves and were then dragged to school to learn the ways of our people when we were old enough.
We never had things to pay for as we always had places and things ready for us and if we were hungry we would hunt or grow our food. Anyway, to jump forward a bit, I was in the large library and came across a book all about Earth, a planet full of what the book called humanoids.
Planet Earth was the biggest planet I had read about so I decided this is the first place I wanted to go. I did all the research and magicked up some clothes the humanoid women wore and a fancy hat. I needed a big hat to try to hide my big ears and I needed to try to fit in.
I picked up my wand, flicked it three times and growled twice and flicked my tail and off I went. The book fell from my hands and there was a big flash of light and I had arrived.
The place I landed on was huge, it had trees and large buildings, it was busy with people running about and going in and out of shops. Some turned shocked and looked at me, holding strange devices up and pointing them at me, I flicked my wand and these few strange beings vanished or shrank, I’m not completely sure which.
I soon noticed that humanoids don’t have tails or big ears. Some of them spoke a strange language. I soon learned what they were saying and most of the time they were saying: “what the hell are you wearing, it’s not Halloween.” I flicked my wand at these people and they vanished just like the others.
Without the book, I realised there was no way home, and if I could not work out other flicks of the wand, there was also no way to travel to other planets. I needed to stay here until I could work out how to get away.
I met a few other people on my travels, I soon learned you had to pay for things here and that’s how I became a Magical Bounty Hunter. I soon learned how to travel to other planets, and I became a Bounty Hunter for the whole universe.
The hope of getting home faded over time as every flick was a different planet and never home. Planet earth became my main place to live and I always ended back there. Humanoids were a strange race and there was always a war going on and not many people were magical like me so there was always work.
I spent my days keeping to myself with a worry that I may end up as one of the humanoid’s strange furry pets.
I started life as a simple farm girl and spent my childhood feeding pigs and cows and cleaning up horrendous amounts of poo. I lived in a small village called Grenville in the kingdom of Emerald. I did not know much about the kingdom, just that it was run by King Percy and Queen Lilly and her son Prince Terryn.
As the years went by, the kingdom became dark and the beautiful Emerald lands became dry and rivers had begun to dry up. The beautiful creatures of the kingdom became dark and the Emerald fairies were seldom seen.
I was out picking berries in the woods as my family were starving and the farm was not doing so well.
This is when I ran into him, a man dressed in fancy armour with the Emerald crest on his chest, carrying a staff that had an axe on the top and a large spike on the end. I giggled at him a little as I always expected a knight to be carrying a sword and a shield, not a great big staff.
When I ran into him he dropped the staff. I picked it up and when I did an Emerald green glowing light ran up my arms and the staff vibrated.
He snatched it out of my hand and said: “Give that back, woman, only a prince of the Emerald kingdom can wield this staff.” But he looked shocked and said: “It only glows when held by pure-blood.”
I scowled at him and told him: “I am no woman, sir, I am a lady and my name is Lara and who may you be?” He looked at me with his eyes squint and a grimace on his face: “You are no lady, a lady dresses better than you. I am Prince Terryn and I am taking you to the king and he can decide what and who you are.”
He grabbed me and flung me over the back of his horse and rode off. I begged him to stop and put me down.
“Put me down,” I screamed. “My family needs me.”
The journey was long so I was told to shut up and just accept it.
He said: “The King will decide what to do to help your family, you belong to us now.” I tried many times to run away but never managed to get past him.
One day we were passing a cave and heard a roar and smoke coming out of the cave. He told me that a Dragon lived inside, which was why he was out here in the first place to kill the dragons that had put a curse on the land. He tied me to a tree and told me: “I will be back soon and I will be back victorious, holding the head of the Dragon.”
I spent the next few hours trying to undo the knot, my wrists were bleeding when I finally freed myself.
That’s when it happened... he came running out of the cave in flames, I have never heard a man scream like that. I saw pure fear and pain in his eyes. The staff dropped at my feet and he was dead. Only ash and the smell of burning flesh was left of Prince Terryn.
I only had a few seconds to pick up the staff before the dragon was upon me. I held the staff tight in my hand and Emerald green light spread across my body and my tattered clothes turned into armour, I felt my body become strong, I felt myself change and I knew what I had to do.
I could see the great big green dragon puffing itself up with smoke, its eyes glowing with a dangerous green light, I leapt into the air and chopped off its head.
The dragon’s head flew into the air and landed with a mighty bang on top of what remained of Prince Terryn and I landed smoothly next to the dragon’s large headless body.
This was the first dragon I slew, but not the last.
This was the moment I became the Emerald Sorcerer and this is where my story started.
My memories once dark I feared them in my sleep They swirled around My nighttime mind My memories that liked the dark My memories so dark Sent me to see her Her words of light Memories took flight She took them out Blew them about They swirled like leaves From the willow trees My memories the ones so dark Flew from my soul To fly like the birds Among the willow trees She looked at me With a smile, she promised to say nothing more.
As I stand upon the dock Watching the tide fall away Watching the fishy’s swimming the bay You look at me with pure dismay As you tell me the story of the day Watching me cry as the fishy’s swim by Saying your sorry for not passing her by Watching you cry as I tell you good bye You look at me with words on your lips Sorry for kissing her hips Watching me as I split your lips Had enough of these disdainful words And as the waves return to sea So the words give way to silence.
In the air The sparkling light My hands flicker The night in whispers Spread them out Share them about
The magic of midnight Listen as my words Twists and turns Magic cast Full moon will last
The lights will blast In the night Tomorrow will come Magic is cast The fairy’s dance The harvest blooms
If only I listened Instead I nod Told what to believe Lies unfold.
If only I listened Life would be different Things together Not fallen apart.
If only I listened Hit hard My beating heart Cursed for love.
If only I listened Took it apart Torn from the heart Found the lost part.
If only I listened When love was given Before I tore This beating heart.
Where are my keys Where are my keys I looked below the knees Where are my keys All I found were bees
Where are my keys Lost in the trees Not there I see Only the bees
Where are my keys Forgotten they are Under the pot I find no keys Below my knees
Where are my keys I find them not Forgotten or taken By the bees
