The moon is always going to be the icon of our dreams. In it's mysterious nature, one can only concur that
the light it shines gives us hope that if it can reach us, we can return the favor. And with that hope, we want
to accomplish our dreams and gain the courage to push ourselves forward, to gain knowledge of the
unknown. It may be simple in more ways than one, but achieving a dream as difficult as reaching the moon
is an ordinary pastime for anyone with a healthy imagination. Yet, you will find yourself wondering if such
dreams could be dreamt by a single person and still they are allowed to keep their sanity.
And so we find ourselves in the middle of an ancient town. In a blissful kingdom, ruled by a king who was
loved by his people, called Traval. At a time when motor vehicles weren't even a glimmer on the distant
horizon. Where people would shelter traveling people without any worry of having their belongings stolen or
their children molested. A Utopian society where nothing went wrong and everything was always perfect.
Well, this was the norm until the day the youngest Princess decided to leave the castle.
None of the kingdoms citizens had any idea what had taken place inside the castle that day. There were,
of course, rumors that the daughter of the king refused to marry a man she did not love, or even know for
that matter, but those were soon halted when word came that their precious kingdom would soon be under
attack by their neighboring kingdom, Korrin.
the light it shines gives us hope that if it can reach us, we can return the favor. And with that hope, we want
to accomplish our dreams and gain the courage to push ourselves forward, to gain knowledge of the
unknown. It may be simple in more ways than one, but achieving a dream as difficult as reaching the moon
is an ordinary pastime for anyone with a healthy imagination. Yet, you will find yourself wondering if such
dreams could be dreamt by a single person and still they are allowed to keep their sanity.
And so we find ourselves in the middle of an ancient town. In a blissful kingdom, ruled by a king who was
loved by his people, called Traval. At a time when motor vehicles weren't even a glimmer on the distant
horizon. Where people would shelter traveling people without any worry of having their belongings stolen or
their children molested. A Utopian society where nothing went wrong and everything was always perfect.
Well, this was the norm until the day the youngest Princess decided to leave the castle.
None of the kingdoms citizens had any idea what had taken place inside the castle that day. There were,
of course, rumors that the daughter of the king refused to marry a man she did not love, or even know for
that matter, but those were soon halted when word came that their precious kingdom would soon be under
attack by their neighboring kingdom, Korrin.
Original Prologue - Inside a Reverie
Inside a Reverie
Credit:
Artwork goes to Svet
b/c she was cool enough
to just let me use it. ^-^
Story goes to me and
my brother, Brent. He's
helped me out a lot.
Artwork goes to Svet
b/c she was cool enough
to just let me use it. ^-^
Story goes to me and
my brother, Brent. He's
helped me out a lot.
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