As a fay-being it is my birth right since the day I bloomed to honor the wishes of the in between lands. The small particles which make up my world grace me with the flexibility of living an infinite life amongst the particles of dust that swirl around the galaxy. My folks dance along the light from all the stars you see in your galaxy. We transmute ourselves through the strength of our voices. Even alone we have the capacity to bounce along the dimensional wavelengths and be where we please. However, in order to abide by the laws of this wonderfully strange nature there are covenants which are to be kept.
I was betrothed long ago to the river prince of the neighboring valley. In the current time frame of the 2nd second, I have awaited since before my body materialized into this multiverse. My lineage resides under the grandeur scope of the moving metropolis. Many fay are bound to their zones, particular habitats which reside across the realms. In the human understanding, fay reside in the forest, by the brooks, by the sea shore, in flower beds and much of those like. If we let you know all our secrets, you might demolish and pollute the other aspects which we are able to manifest our lives. We lie in every inbetween space anyone could find. There are gnomes who creep in the dark, there are folks who lay in plain sight and they meander about when your peripherals are hard of deciding whether it was a trick of the mind.
I am under certain constraints of my world. Attempting to rebuild my kingdom so I might return to my seat of responsibilities. It reminds me greatly of my early yoctomoments of youth. The repetition of time in the 3rd dimension is a trick. Time is a figment of the conscious collective and the dawn of this age is coming to a close. The spirls and wakes of nature are ready to actualize. The rise of the astral are nearing in this dimension. The war between the chaos of the flat and extradimensional have been a close one but the odd onlookers who keep score are the deciders of the new coming of age. Nothing to fear but be ready to embrace a variety of greater conception. The human mind was made to coexist with the forces surrounded just as the living creatures around you do. Just as the wind glides past wings and plants produce the balancing act of absorbing Carbondioxide while emitting oxygen to your circulatory system.
In my current scope of life, the memories of old flash back to me and this is the story I will relay to you. When I was but a prime sprout in the ready age of fond naturalization, I came to an understanding of life as it was set out for me. My life of mischief and mysticism were grand. My lineage is full of diversity and travels far and wide, they taught others while learning and appreciating those they visited. My folks come from a transluscent aether tribe. One of many yet quite typical hidden from sight and mind.
Seated upon my throne. At dawn would be the time to meet my betrothed. My royal mentor for my duties expressed to me the schedule for the welcoming. The flags that would be hung would be in their kingdoms colors. A brash maroon with gold lining. For they're of the caves systems that line our world. The union of our kingdoms would be a grand union of the multiverse of the inbetween realm. My kingdom is of the surrounding light and rainbow fields. Our worlds are opposites as far as I am aware. To abandon my independence however, would be a challenge for me.
The arrival was within seconds, which for my folk and myself awaiting felt like an eternity. Granted I had been awake since the dawn of yesterday. I am quite an atrocity with lack of sleep yet I was assumed to be on my upmost best behavior. My company was situated in proper manner for his arrival.
"How do you expect me to merge my pure kingdom with that of the underworld? Their muddy flag. Only saved from grace by the gold lining. I'm embarrassed-" I was midthought before one of my mentors cut me off
"Your majesty. The significance of the maroon" Lord Bacho retaliated
"It is not of your color theory, young lady. This is grandeur a union that you realize, our ways are much different than all the realms and your awareness is about to unfold when he and his company arrive." Lordess Mxaco addressed me, my senior advisor.
My mind still in a flurry. My presence was supposed to orderly create the proper welcoming atmosphere and decor but my mood was creating a dark brooding scenario. The flames lining my courtroom were dim. The curtains black in contrast to their typical clear raindrop beaded ways.
