Her bare feet gently brushing the forest floor as she hovers
along; the fallen leaves and pine needles tickling her toes making her giggle
and show her warm smile.
At the sound of her mirthful laughter, the flowers begin to open
their blooms as she passes by, gingerly touching their soft pedals with the
tips of her fingers, causing the colours of each one to further deepen in
richness for their Queen.
The many creatures inhabiting the woods emerge from their
cozy dens in the tall trees or burrows in the soft ground to greet their
Mistress with chirps and calls of excitement.
Smiling broadly as she passes her woodland subjects, the
Queen of the Woods spins around in the air, her ephemeral sundress twirling
around, swirling the leaves and needles and grasses up with a merry rustling
sound, bringing more creatures out from their night-time refuges.
Lifting her arms up, the Queen beckons her realm to come
alive and not be afraid, for the sun has risen and her sister, the Night
Queen's time has passed for another day.
Coming to an ancient tress stump, she steps gently down onto
the soft ground and sits regally, a true Queen on her throne.
The soft breeze continues to tussle her flowing hair about
as if she still moved, causing her to radiate with constant life and beauty;
puffs of pollen dancing in the breeze around her wooden-crowned head.
Bunnies, chipmunks, sparrows, moose, birds, bears, and all
manner of her animal subjects gather around her as she greets them one and all
with a beaming smile and melodious laughter as shafts of golden sunlight shine
down upon her; illuminating her with brilliance.
All forgetting the fearful night as their Queen has come to
protect them in the new day's light.
All unaware, that from within the shadows still hidden from
the light between some of the older gnarled, closely growing trees, the Night
Queen watches.
Night's dark eyes full of contempt for her sister sitting
surrounded by her loving rabble of simpering creatures; she too had loyal
subjects, the creeping, slithering, scuttling beasts of the night; some of
which moved over the skin of her bare legs and feet as she stood cloaked in
shadows.
And soon, they would be let loose on the world of the
sunlight to vanquish the day and turn it forever into night.
Soon, the Night Queen thought, backing further into the
darkness, her malevolent grin full of starkly white teeth glistening bright.
