Dreamwriter

Liliana qietly got out of the tent and started running because the fairy flew like a humminbird, fast and quick. The forest was dark but the light of the fairy guided her there. 'What am I doing? This is the enemy! I shouldn't be with the enemy!'Liliana's worried thoughts ran through her head as fast as the fairy in front of her. It was obvious that Terra was in great haste and there was no time to talk.
By the time they had finally arrived at the castle it was late and the sun flowers were just beginning to bloom again. Terra led the orphan into a castle far greater than the one in eleville. There was no time to admire though, she and Terra rushed in and stoped right in front of the most beutiful fairy Liliana had ever seen. The fairy had gold hair, and it was acually gold. A blue crown lay on her head, luminesent in the sun. A gown of blue flowed around her completely made of roses. Her face was older and wiser but the slight wrinkles were not notacable because her eyes were as beutiful as the clearest blue lake. Liliana was amased and knew that this must be the Queen of the fairies.

After recieving her sword, she went with the makeshift army to Akala. Lilliana was so scared! She shuddered with the thought of fighting and possibly killing someone. Elaville, the king, and his missing daughter depended on her help.

After arriving at the battlefield, she was told to stay at the camp. "Too frail." the man there said. Lilliana was relieved she would not have to fight as she went into one of the tents.

That night, while Lilliana was sleeping, a noise like whispering awoke her. In the dark of night, she cracked open her eyes to try and see what the noise was. But, to her amazement, the tent was well lit! A bright spark of golden light hovered right in front of her face. "A fairy!" Lilliana gasped as she sat straight up.

"Yes, I am. My name is Terra Sprout, messenger and recorder for the Fairy Counsel. I have an urgent message for Lilliana the Orphan. You are her, correct?" the fairy said in a twinkling, barely audible voice.

"Correct." Lilliana replied. "What is the message?"

"My message comes from Queen Wesdele. She requests that you go to her castle immedietly."

"Is that all?"

"Yes." Terra said. "She will explain once you arrive. Queen Wesdele has asked me to accompany you on the way to Akala. We will set out now."

Eliana continued acting casual like the war wasn't a big deal until she got back to her one room shack. As soon as she shut the door though streams of tear ran down her face. She cried as she thought about the war, about what was to come. 'It's not fair!' she thought to herself 'It's not fair! Not all of The Land Of Magic was bad only the fairys deep in The Woods of Dreams! Only one of the worst fairies would dare to steel the kings long lost daughter!". The same thought went over and over again in her head until she couldn't cry anymore. When she finished she stood up, brushed herself off, wiped off her eyes and went off to work.
When she got to the seamstresses shop the store was dark. What was wrong? Ms. Stalerart never was late. Liliana looked around the town was amazingly quiet. Then she heard a slight voices in the distance. Surprised she quietly followed the sounds until she got to the big gates of the castle. The whole town had gathered there. The mighty voice of the king hollered among the crowd.
"Alaka has a much bigger army then any of us expected! We will need every man and woman between fifteen and fourty. We will attack tonight so get any weapon you can use. For those who do not have swords, we will provide! Now everyone who fit's the standards we have listed come and get your sword. I will get my daughter back!"
A cheer rose from the crowd. Liliana stood still, although she did not know her exact age she knew she was around seventeen. Her eyes started to tear up. 'don't let me, be part of this madness, not me' she thought. Athough what she wanted to do was cry again, Liliana came forward with the others and stood in line so she could get her weapon.

War with the Land of Magic? No way! Elaville and Akala were allies. What could the war be over? Lilliana walked all the way to the messenger. Maybe he could explain. "Excuse me, sir. What has caused this war?"

The messenger looked down from his horse at her. Eyeing her shabby appearance, he instantly knew she had no family that would have to fight. "The king has discovered he has a daughter that was taken from him when she was a baby. He has reason to believe the wicked faries took her."

"Oh, I see. I hope he finds her." Lilliana replied with a nod.