Personal Narrative Fiction

"The whole area is to this date still nothing more than desiccrated foliage. Neither a bush, nor a single tree root is visiable in a rough 10 kilometer radius and the leafs color is a strongly wine red that truly can be consindered as majestic. Some would even go as far to say that the very thought such beautiful sight could possibly exist has never crossed their minds until they saw it with their own eyes. But this is not as long ago as you might think. The sea of leaves, they named it. The noun sea is really fitting when one takes into account that it is entirely uncertain how deep the sea actually is. However, even if one would want to explore what mysteries may lie under the leaves they could not. They would not be allowed by-"

"Hey,"

That speculation could not be further from the truth. Why should an empress even care about the children if that is the case. Oh, and never mind that she is the one teaching them. No, the real reason why she has right now such a lovely smile on her rather plump lips is because of the pale skin tone the boy has right now. It reminds her of her beloved husband's. He always avoided the sun as often as he could. Imagining a 14 year old boy jumping from shadow to shadow in the streets because of the slightly more bright sun than usual is just to hilarious to her, when she thinks about how far he has come now. She simply just must laugh at this memory of their teeanage

The terrified kids were now grinning also, clearly having no idea what so funny is but the happy atmosphere just encouraged them to laugh along. The boy is just speechless and the guards are simply walking back to the entrance to fulfill their duty. Although just for a glimpse a smile could be seen under their helmets.

"You are all dismissed," the young empress said as she wipes away a tear of joy. " Do not worry about getting insulted or leaving the class before the actuall ending. I shall personally allow it." She nods then also to the guards to signal them that with 'all' she means all. Without anymore words spoken the room begins to become more and more empty with of course the guards the last ones to leave.

And now all by herself she takes her glove off that decorated her right hand until now to reveal a strange mark on the back of her hand. It resembles the form of a wolf with some small but noticeable changes. She looks at the mark for only a few seconds but to her it had seem like eternity. Her happy attitude from before vanished and left only the feeling of melancholy behind. Such bad feelings aren't really her thing so she shakes this depressive stuff off like nothing. She smiles once more at the wolfs mark and than says: "Moo, please be back soon,