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Prince .... Zoltan
Princess .... Lahlia
Enchanted Dragon .... Aurora
Gossamer .... Faerie on the Wind
Wizard .... Zagnite
White Witch .... Brienella
Friar .... Gartrell
Cobbler .... Julius
Scribe .... Ogram
Poet .... Cailte
Faun .... Opus
Musician .... Bark
Opera Singer .... Lietmotif
Bad Faerie .... Holzaptel
Bad Faeries Daughter .... Gizzel
Lady in Waiting .... Arabella
Water Faeries .... Niam .... Strider .... Hyacinth ... Lily
Flora Faeries .... Thistledown .... Lichen
Feral Faeries .... Saskia .... Flame .... Passim
Forest Elves .... Oak .... Elder .... Ash .... Willow .... Passion .... Whistler .... Morglor .... Dozzie (Sleeping Elf)
This is my story of the Royal wedding ... the wedding that almost didn't take place. Why? you may ask ... As the narrator of this story I can only tell you the parts that are known, a picture tells more than I could possibly say and words insufficient alone. In time to come all will be revealed through visual documentation but for now I ask bear with me a while, as my journey takes me to a quiet place in the heart of my homeland, where knowledge & wisdom abound, there in the tranquility of endless time & space ... The Enchanted Woodland of Amberdell will come alive once more ...
... So to begin these words have need to be spoken ... Holzaptel had plans of her own, she worked her magic spell over the handsome Prince to fall in love with her wicked daughter Gizzel . Whispers went out through the darkness of the woods and were carried on the wind to those who dared to appose her and when it seemed like all was lost and the Princess's heart was thought broken forever and life as it once was seemed forgotten, the story goes that a great battle raged over the Kingdom until a force greater than she (the evil one) was defeated and the spell broken. Hearts were mended and life returned to normal .
On a warm summers night they gathered to rehearse the happy day to come, all was well in the Kingdom again & their young lives together just begun.
Beneath the stars in a secret place, where nature created the perfect stage, deep in the woods hidden from mortal eyes, they gather from near and far ... The Little Folk ...to hear the Story Teller's tale of a time not so long past. Much excitement and chatter filled the air, with great expectation they took their places, for the story was about to unfold.
Even Aurora in all his splendor took his place and the moonlight danced upon his scales, a kaleidoscope of colors flashed like jewels in the sky, enchanted Dragon that he is and between his toes a Forest Elf sits for he has a gentle nature as well.
High aloft Brienella peers down upon the stage and in her care Holzaptel and her daughter Gizzel are there, banished to the highest limb for their part has bought them shame. "Take care" said the Wizard, " do not let them from your sight, to be sure they stay where they belong my spell will keep them tight.
A gentle breeze aloft on high, the Faerie on the Wind adorns the sky ... and calls out to those below
" Welcome All ... be seated please ... enjoy this night of festivity".
The Scribe upon the stage he sits, quill and paper never still, Poet at the ready stands, his story telling a royal command. Cobbler & Friar they both are there and they make a jovial pair. Faun & Opera Singer rehearse their song, for at the wedding they will sing a love song so sweet.
Forest ... Feral ... & Water Faeries bow upon their Royal Sovereigns entry. Arabella & Flora Faeries lay flowers at their feet.
Prince & Princess one day will wed ... then this story will be read to others in the future to tell, how Good triumphs over evils spell.
THE GATHERING
BENEATH THE STARS IN A SECRET PLACE WHERE NATURE CREATED THE PERFECT STAGE.
