Once upon a dream…
Down a twisting hole the girl fell. Dark brunette hair tousled around her eyes as she waved her hands in front of her face, as if trying to part the dark. Slowly she began to see glowing plants around her, lining and lighting the narrow walls. The rate of her descent slowed until she felt herself drifting to an upright position. Soon she landed on her toes to come to find herself gently standing on a damp floor. She shivered in her bare footed and lightly dressed self.
“Oh my Dear!” a voice called.
She turned to find an elderly lady with grey eyes, grey hair and white mushroom skin hurrying to greet her. The lady paused with her hand over her breast to catch her breath before exclaiming “Oh! Oh my goodness but you aren’t the right girl!”
Confusion now mixed with confused dismay “I am not the right girl?” The lovely young woman repeated.
The old lady placed a squishy colorless hand on a slender young hand nearest hers, “No worries my dear! No worries at all. I feel that this shall work out just right. What was your name?”
Troubled and slightly lost, the young creature answered “Ethne.”
“Ethne I am Lady Grey. Let us warm your toes up with socks and tea.”
Lady Grey raised her hand and a glowing butterfly landed on her hand to act as a torch to guide them through musty halls. Ornate carvings lined the bulwark and engraved and growing ivy offered shimmering soft light for additional sight. The two came to a room lit with a roaring white blue fire and Lady Grey made tea as Ethne rolled on a pair of toasty bright red and orange socks.
Once settled they both agreed that Ethne was not the right girl for her son, the Wandering King of the Underground Hall but she might be the right person to bring him Back. They hoped he might hear of her arrival and he would come back to find out who she was. Upon his return they would convince him to stay. In the meantime her fiancé, the King of the Sky would surely be looking for her.
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