The forest that surrounded the castle was dense.  Sunlight barely peeked through small partitions of the green canopy far above the carriage.  The hackney, drawn by two horses, was pulled along the dirt road.  Hooves pounded, kicking up thick dust in their wake, which surrounded the carriage.  The gilded gold curtains, that decorated the windows of the wooden vessel, were drawn back as a porcelain visage peered through.  She was perfection embodied, a lady of sheer beauty and grace. Continue reading →