Princess Ræmona was perfectly content in her tiny cottage in the middle of the forest, nestled snugly between two tiny gurgling creeks. She was only 16 years old, but because of her hard-working nature and kind spirit, the princess was able to tend a garden and live comfortably.
It was the tenth year of the great war between Napalasia and Festix, Napalasia's neighbor with whom she seemed to always be in conflict. Of course, Princess Ræmona never knew about any war, and normally the only troubles she had day-to-day was choosing which beautiful dress to wear in the morning. But this morning, she woke up to the stench of smoke and urgent flap of the fleeing songbirds' wings. To be continued...
Today is Monday, January 30, 2012, and Ray was studying pretty much the whole day. Go Raymond!