Shimi struggled enough to hit her captor in the groin with bare foot. Pain shot through his entire body, he dropped her on the ground and scrunched up on the floor right next to her. She started running but was stopped midway.
A strong hand caught both her feet, the action sent her hitting the floor both hands flailing helplessly in the air looking for what to hold onto. Her captor had regained composure faster than she had presumed. His grip became rougher to halt her struggling attempts to escape bruising the ten
PrologueIN A MYSTICAL LAND,far, far away at a time nonexistent from now, therein existed the Green Kingdom, a land of immortality and immortal beings. It was envied in all the land by creatures both mystical and mundane. It worried the lot of them that believed in black magic because the inhabitants of the Green Kingdom fought against such forces. The Green family held and protected the
Pink-White opened his mind to the surroundings. The colors had taken on a brighter tinge. He tried to recognize the place, had he been here before? It looked like a place that one could only dream about. The flowers were brighter as though more color had been splashed on their petals. Everything was radiant. The sky too had a life of its own, vibrant with color. The clouds were breathing, churning as the wind turned them.His mother's voice snapped him out of his daze.
His daughter did not give him time to process whatever his mind was working it's way around. She half-dragged, half-jogged him from the balcony pavilion that led through his bed chambers, into the hallway to her room. Instead of the pink streak of hair that went through his father's hair, Pink-White's entire head was ashen pink in color, in his eye sockets sat glassy eyes with golden irises stricken with a few black lines. He had a limp in his step that could easily be missed because of how straight his back stood on his thick thighs.
Her grandmother, Terese-White sat on a wooden rocking chair, rocking away gently as she waited for the little ones to settle before she started her tale. A tale that the girls never grew tired of. They wanted it read to them every night, every day. They would give her an earful if ever she slightly changed the tiniest bit of the story. Better yet, if she ever began a story other than that, they would dismiss her. The other four sisters would walk out of Shinja's room as though their grandmother had not started anything of importance. They blocked her out as if she was invisible.
"I am calling out to you Bingy-White. I need you. I do not want to go. Not yet. I know my time is nigh but I do not want to go, not when they are so young." Her outburst was so sudden you could think that she was talking to herself in a soliloquy or maybe to some invisible person. But in response to her, a form appeared at the far side of the wooden shelf on its top left mirror door, a reflection formed."There you are. I thought you were never going to come." Terese gazed up at the image with adoration shining in her ey
The anonymity of this happening was to the rest of the kingdom a surprise but not to Pink-White for he knew where his mother had gone--it had something to do with that odd dream he had had the previous night. It was only for him to know.He wept.
The last family to arrive, the Silver kingdom made the twenty first family. Nothing was to begin without their presence because of them being known as the chief Healers, they held the power to health. That meant they were the makers of the Elixir of Life.On arrival of the Silver kingdom, the princesses were peeping through the windows of their chambers jumping with excitement. They kept coming to peep and
She was fidgeting with the ends of her blouse, her fingers messing with a loose strand."Is there a problem Shinja? If you do not want to do this, it is alright I can have a servant assist your sisters."