by B.L. McKIN

Created on: November 08, 2008   Last Updated: March 08, 2009

In a time long long ago there rested a dry gravely grey kingdom named Y-tin-u-mmoc

Whose boarders were edged by the crystal Sea of Efil on one side and the murky smelly waters of Htaed on the other with the dry desert of Riapsid lurking just beyond its dusky wilderness.

King Y-trevop ruled His subjects with the fervor of fog and despair just like His Father Noitidart the second had ruled just before him but unlike his father King Y-trevop held a glimmer of rainbow within His heart for his one and only daughter Princess Y-atnuaed whose eyes were like a dance of sunlight on a crisp night and with skin like unto a thousand sunsets, oh how he adored her.

"Father, what is that thing called hope? And how come the strange hue and scent of this plant thing makes me feel ah warm?"

"What is this blasphemy that you bring to my throne child? And where did you obtain that kingdom forbidden rose?"

"A rose?" she said with the look of dazzling amazement "a rose from Nairb."

"Who is this rebellious and corrupt subject you call nairb? Answer me at once child!

"I am Nairb!" said the distant voice arising from beyond the now fearfully silent royal subjects. "I hail from the sea of Efil, and come bearing gifts of good fortune."

"You are Nairb," Said the king with commanding overtones of correction. "A traveler from the sea of Efil, and now the near future beheaded invader of my kingdom and decree. Cease him at once?"

"Dear king, I beg of you my fond intent. Neither am I invader or one to be without a head."

"You yet dare mock and challenge my decree!" Said the king, as he stood to his feet and bellowed aloud. "Off with his head and may his body be flung into the murky waters of Htaed!" Regaining his royal display of pomp and poise he began." This is a land of bland display, and you bring the sweet stench of rebellion and hope, concealed wide open upon your strangely hued clothing and doctrine of hope. My father Noitidart, warned me of those whom seek refuge from Efil; your intent is corruption thru independence, and overthrow by hope, your demise is near. Have you any last words?"

Without uttering a word Nairb displayed a fox-like smile and effortlessly broke the grip of his would be executioners, and dashed abruptly from the palace.

"Father please" Said the king's daughter, with tears pooling within her soulful eyes. Nairb only came to seek your approval of our union. He and I have been in secluded courtship and now find ourselves in Love, if only you give him a chance, then you to will discover

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