“Milady!” The high pitched voice of my servant, Taloosa, rings throughout the room as she enters, matching the volume of her clumpy footsteps. “Milady,” Taloosa says again, unable to hold back her excitement and rushing towards my throne. “I bring back great news!”

I hold up my hand, silencing her before she can say anything further and turn my attention back to the guest I had been talking to ...

The world today has lost its enchantment

Stories told long ago have lost their luster

No Greek Gods to worship

Or witches to burn,

Only dictators who sit on pedestals and execute the innocent.

Generational wars showing that instead of working together, we’d rather point blame.

It’s no mystery why the world is dying.

I only hope we can wake up soon.

L.H....