#runnor

[trans-hankanderson]

Self care is drawing a ship who’s liked by only 5 persons

[radiant-sunlight-blueberry]

Few years ago I was so out of everything social communication that I created my own fantasy world. Today, while I was cleaning my room, I found my old notes of that place:

“In the beginning, several centuries ago, there was a Queen of Blue Light called Emra. Her hair and eyes were as black as the darkest night and her voice was as light and gentle as the summer wind. She spent her days talking with humans of Jenhar city and playing with the lions of Ren. Everyone loved her and approved her.

But when the days grew darker and longer so did the shadows in her eyes. First, there was nothing to notice, but night after night they could be noticed. The humen and warriors were afraid, maybe she was sick, and they tried to help her. After few tries they understood that there was nothing to do.

As the winter fell upon Runnor Emra was death sick. There was no one to help her or keep company, so she was all alone in her tiny palace. One day a gypsy woman came to meet the sick Queen and made her an offer: if the Queen wanted to live with her people and guide them she should give her body to a Shadow: it would keep her healthy and immortal. But, as always in stories like this, the price was high. With giving her body she’d lost her beautiful voice and could sing no more.

Emra was desperate and agreed to the gypsy’s offer. As she signed the paper she felt how her body got new powers and fought fiercely against the disease. In a blink Emra was fine again, but when she tried to speak there was nothing to hear.

The gypsy woman was gone like she had never existed, but on that day a dark shadow appeared upon the land of Runnor. Plants didn’t grow anymore, the light of the suns became brightless and it was like the time itself had stopped.

It is said that the Queen appears every night in different place and guardians her people silently. She helps kings to jugde fairily and run countries with wisdom smiling, but if you look straightly towards her all you can see is a sad smile, maybe a shook of head, and she’s gone.”