When As Vida and Cylas ran out of the got to the opening of the forest. They could hear the echoing cries of Naga in pain. They slowed down to catch their breath and Vida fell onto her back exhausted, “what an adrenaline rush that was. I can feel my heart popping out of my chest. This is the best dream I ever had. Did you see me charging into Naga’s eyes with that giant branch? I bet you didn’t see that coming, did you? Oh, I never want to wake up!”
Cylas kneeled down to Vida and said, “Vida, this is no dream. This is the land of Aislinn. A land you’ve created with your own mind. We, creatures, have come to live on this land in harmony. You are our Goddess of creation. When you speak the land around us change. Anything you say is created by your words and thoughts alone. When I heard your cries I knew I had to go and find you. I followed your weeping into Naga’s forest and there I saw you. Floating in the moonlight sky, crying. I reached out to you and you took my hand. I did not think that the vision I saw would be so real. It took me by surprise and naturally I pulled back. When I did you came with me holding onto my hand and fell on top of me.”
Vida raises up onto her elbow and looked dead into Cylas eyes with a confused look. “What do you mean a Goddess? Me, a Goddess? Are you crazy? I can never be There’s no way. This is all a dream. A really deep lucid dream but still a dream.” “You will understand more once we reached the castle of Taygon,” Cylas responded as he looked ahead and they continued onward.
It was morning by the time they reached the village. It was bustling with music and noise and yelling merchants. All walks of human-like animals were running around. Vida stood at the opening of the gate and watched with eyes as wide as they could go. She glanced up at Cylas and back onto the villagers. Goats, cats, horses, and even pigs. They all had heads of an animal with a human body. They were walking upright and spoke in the human tongue. Cylas began to walk into the crowd with Vida barely holding on to the thin fabric of his shelves. Vida couldn’t help but look around her. The sight that she was seeing and hearing was filling her empty heart with excitement. When she turned her head back to Cylas. A group of children came running through them. Causing Vida to tumble over backward. A strong arm caught her before she fell. Vida looked up to thank the person who saved her and when she did her face was shocked to see a horsed knight. “Thank you, kind sir, for helping me out there.” Cylas turned back to see what had happened. He rushed over to them and bent a knee. “Commander Arrington! I have found the Goddess of creation.” The commander was not very pleased with Cylas but he looked over at Vida, swept her off her feet and carried her on top his left shoulder. The view was even better than before. She could see everything around her. Her heart swelled with love and joy.”
The castle was covered in crystals. It shined so brightly against the sun. “I can’t imagine the beauty once the moon comes out,” Vida said out loud. Commander Arrington gently put Vida down onto the ground. He did not speak a word and continued walking. Everyone followed until they entered the throne room. Vida was so small compared to the Commander that no one could see her behind him when they entered.
A voice called out, “Commander Arrington! What is the meaning of this? Why have you barged in, in such a manner?” The Commander moved to the left and Vida walked in behind him. “My king, the Goddess of creation have arrived. Cylas has found her at last.” The king rosed up from his throne and walked towards Vida. He circled her like she did before to Cylas and then he chuckled, “Why is she dirty? I would assume that a Goddess would come to us in a blem of light with a beauty unmatched and not clothed in such a simple attire.”
Cylas bent the knee and responded, “My King, we ran into the Forest God, Naga. The Goddess saved me by injuring his left eye.” Vida felt funny standing there like she was a sideshow attraction. All she could think of was how long of a neck the king had. He didn’t have to circle around her like as many times as he did. She felt so uncomfortable and blurted out, “Stop circling me you, Llama King! Your neck is long enough to be able to see enough of me!”
The room became silent. The king finally took notice of Vida’s eyes. He grabbed her by the chin and whispered, “You dare to raise your voice at me? Do you really want me to believe that a simple girl like you could be the Goddess of creation?” He released Vida’s chin and commanded the guards to take her to a locked chamber.
The king could not help but laugh, “Ha, her? She is the goddess of creation? A child. She is but a child. A noisy one at that! I wanted a Queen. Cylas, why is it that you have brought me a child instead of a queen? The curse on this land has been here for 20 years. I want to see my handsome face and brush my hands through my flowy locks again.”
(sides note: everyone is cursed with an animal head that reflects their personality because of the goddess of creation. She cannot see faces)