Your eyes fall on an old tattered fairytale book. Something tingles through you. A power, a wave, a knowledge. Something's unstable in the worlds. A hero must arise to face the call or else the tales of old will be gone.

I carefully examine the book, attempting to read the table of contents, and look for familiar stories.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=67768&page=10#99 Author: Lalalanmao Time Posted: 10/31/2018 at 5:07 PM "I am Bo Peep," the women haughtily. "My farm is known all over the kingdoms as it produces most of this world's wool."

"What do you have for sale?"

You see several familiar fairytales, some you recognize and others you don't. Some were classic and others were passed down through tradition.

"I am a shepherdess, so I have wool. I also have milk, leather, hay, and eggs. They also happen to be the best in the worlds." She said haughtily.

The first room is tall and long, it had dark blue colors with stars on the ceiling. It looked like it was a complete replica of the night sky. Inside was a bed for one person, the frame was made of white wood, and the blankets and other bed items were dark purple and blue. It had a matching night stand with a purple lamp. The floor was full of soft carpet that felt like grass at night. Their was a big white closet on the other side of the room, but other than that it was bare. The women walked in with her and said, "This room was made for dreamers, that's why it's empty it gives the mind the ability to imagine and design."

She rubbed her eyes, "It hurts. The darkness hurts." she whined her complaint, looking away from the night sky ceiling and staring at the white closet to try and help her eyes.

The women frowned then her eyes lit up. "I think I know which room would work." She jumped up and ran to the door next to her room. The door was the color of snow and was cold when you touched it. Inside was like a mini-snowglobe. Decorated around the room were statues and pictures of a baby snowfox. Your eyes land on the snowfox that was asleep in a basket next to bed. The entire room looked like it was made in child's dream of a winter wonderland.

You see several familiar fairytales, some you recognize and others you don't. Some were classic and others were passed down through tradition.

Carefully, Winter turns the page to one of the classic fairy tales that she recognizes.

(Can you just state a fairy tale or a character)

If there is one winner, does that mean everyone else dies, or does that person just get to the secret or whatever first?

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=67768&page=11#104 Author: Lalalanmao Time Posted: 10/31/2018 at 7:05 PM "I am a shepherdess, so I have wool. I also have milk, leather, hay, and eggs. They also happen to be the best in the worlds." She said haughtily.

"Worlds?????"

You see several familiar fairytales, some you recognize and others you don't. Some were classic and others were passed down through tradition.


Winter carefully turned the page to Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, a fairy tale she used to read when she was younger.