Dream Island was beautiful. Visiting it was always a pleasure. But there’s only 1 thing that stops me from staying……….

The beasts

Grogbottoms

Slitherlivers

Terrorfacers

They stalk and kill easily. I walk for miles until the beautiful kingdom of Morsily comes into view.

The blue tower like building sticks up in the distance, red leaved trees hiding it from society. I see the ancient tree of wonders as I walk.

“Madam” The guard spits at me.

“Mossier” I reply in a tone fat less than sweet.

He scoffs and I continue walking. Once I come to the throne room I bow.

“You don’t need to boy Ash!”

I hear the king call.

“Sorry dad”

My apology comes out on it’s own.

Wheres mum, is what I don’t ask.

She’s in bed, is what he answers to my non-existent question.

I ascend the stairs to my mothers room. The door is closed so I knock lightly calling out to her.

No answer

I call out again.

Still no answer.

I walk in and see her. She’s laying there her skin tainted blue, her hair messy, the sound of her breathing ceased to exist.

I check her pulse.

Gone.

Nothing.

“DAD DAD COME QUICK PLEASE PLEASE”

I fall to my knees sobbing.

My breathe’s caught in my throat. I feel weak.

She’s,

GONE

GONE

GONE

NO

NO

NO

PLEASE

NO

They take her out in one of the royal coffins. My visions blurred and I can’t hear anything. Even the guard that hates me is comforting me.

The cold hearts disease.

She ate the wrong thing (the frozen flower).

I searched high and low.

Finally I found it, I’ve always wondered how it tasted.

And THAT is how I met the same fate as my mother.

6 feet under.

Dead.

Gone.