A cold hand grabbed his arm yanking him over stopping him from landing in
the glowing ring. He landed hard in the leaf litter of the forest floor the
wind knocked out of him. Taking slow breaths the boy opened his eyes and
winced in pain. Sticks and twigs jabbed him in the ribs and scratched at
his hands as he tried to get up. Finally he was able to roll onto his back
and rise to a sitting position looking into the face of a strange figure
cloaked in white. Dark snarling beasts circled around both of them but the
beautiful creature simply stared down at the boy with an unreadable
expression on its face.
The white being smiled and extended a delicate porcelain hand towards the
boy and with a powerful chilling grip hauled him up off the ground. He
stood on shaky legs too afraid to run too afraid to stay.
He was bordering on hysteria when the creature spoke. Its deep bell like
voice stirred his very soul as it filled his head and echoed silently
through out the forest. It was the voice that banished darkness.
"What are you doing in my forest little one ?" the creature asked. With
each word the forest grew lighter, the air seemed a bustle with unseen
forces parting the canopy and sending thick shards of light into the
deepest recesses of the forest floor.
The boy stood mouth agape shaken even more by this open show of what could
only be magic. He tried to step back but found his feet glued to the spot
he took a deep breath and began slowly.
"My name is Tornec , I am a tailor from the province of Qew . I am on my
way to seek my worth in this world as did my brothers before me and my
father before them." The boys voice was strong and proud despite his fear .
His obvious pride brought the slightest glimmer of a smile top the white
cloaked figure. Its eyes twinkled
"Well little tailor, I fear that your worth may not be found in this world.
Destiny has a path already laid for you I can see it , you will do great
things my sovereign ."
Tornec gasped and stepped back. For this being to know his destiny was
dissidence, and to call him sovereign was beyond forgiving it was blasphemy
punishable by death. The boy snapped his head side to side trying to find a
clear path away from this magician , magic had been outlawed for centuries
and if he was seen with this being he would undoubtedly be smitten as well.
"Fear not young one." The being reached forward with one silky hand and
rested it on his shoulder. Tornec tried to run but the grip though light
was immobilizing he could barely blink.
"I will not let any harm come to you. But you must help me." The figure
reached up and pulled back the hood of the white cloak it wore exposing her
beautiful shinning face. She had large pale green eyes and long flowing
hair that fell in silky locks about her shoulders. Tornec gaped up at her,
she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
"H-how may I serve you my lady ?" Tornec asked breathlessly.
"I am the daughter of a gentle man, he is kind with a loving hard and fair
ways. He was sovereign of the land now ruled by an evil tyrant. This
tyrant is a great magician he tricked my father out of his kingdom,
trapping him in a land far away. Many a brave soul has tried to apose him
but alas they all have failed."
The princess sniffed and large tears began to fall where they landed in the
dirt large white flowers began to grow .
"But , what can I do I am a tailor not a knight." Tornec said reaching
down to pick a flower.
"Where my father is these things matter not, it takes a pure hearted soul
to reach him and help him from his prison in the land of Belesaire."
"Belesaire !"Tornec gasped turning to stare at the faery ring a few paces
away. "But that's a kingdom of the faeries! I cant go there They'd kill me
for sure !"
"No Tornec they will let you in and give you sanctuary, you are pure of
heart. It is a debt they owe to all men to offer those seeking it a
sanctuary from their enemies and I fear the tyrant may already know of you
"What ! How so !" the boy was growing increasingly more fearful with each
word the princess spoke.
"Don't worry , my sisters and I will lead him astray but if you choose to
help me there is much you must know." She said reaching into a fold of her
cloak and drawing out a brown pack similar to the one Tornec already
Some where far off an eerie howl sounded followed by the mourning keen of a
deep and sonorous bell.
"Everything you need is in this bag. Eat nothing but what I ve provided you
with drink nothing but rain water. There is a golden chest in the bag
promise me on your life you will not open it . It must only be seen by my
father." The princess hurried on as the bell grew louder the howls closer.
"But where am I going ?"
"How am I getting there?"
"The faery ring of course."
Tornec shuddered as the bell sounded again, the princess winced in pain.
"Come , she gripped him by the shoulder and they stumbled together towards
the ring of shinning stones. Carefully she reached over and picked two of
the four mushrooms from the center of the circle. The bell sounded once
again and she shivered growing increasingly weaker with each echoing keen.
"Take the first path you see don't look back never turn around seek
knowledge from browns and greens help from the blues avoid the reds and
yellows obey the whites and purples ignore the lesser faes and all will be
well. With that the princess pressed her cool lips onto the boy s as she
pushed him backwards into the ring. A wide grin was plastered across his
face as he fell watching her head grow smaller and smaller as he passed
though a cold shell of frost .