Hey and welcome back, I hope you all are doing well.

Above is what our lead character looks like in this story Willow Moore.

Here's another chapter and ya I hope you enjoy.

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Long ago, In the Victorian times in London which was ruled by Victoria the first who ruled over England.

But in a different realm was a civilization, where Guardians lived.

Which had the higher up Guardians known as the Great Guards who over saw pretty much everything.

Each Guardian has their roll for example their were Guardians that had powers with water, nature/animals, weather, seasons etc.

One day while the Guardians watched over their people a commotion had arise in the human world.

Unfortunately something had come up in the Guardian realm too.

Now my great, great grandma told me she use to live on a farm there and that it was like the human world, except it was more perfect more cleaner and things were in order.

She would smile when she spoke of her family and friends, I use to dream about that place, trying to think of what it actually looked like.

But it was hard as my mother and father were fighting. They always bickered and were strict too, sleeping was hard and being an only child it was nearly impossible to get a word out.

As a woman you had to be seen but not heard and trust me when I say I don't always listen to that rule.

If I get too out of line.. Well the smacking is not something you want to experience.

I rolled over on to my other side and tried to block out the noise with my pillows.

It wasn't helping so I decided to just sat up looking around my room.

I left my curtain open that was on the left side of of me next to another window.

I liked looking at the frills that decorated the windows.

The roof was not even but that was the point, there was also a little window above the other windows.

My room was small but it was still pretty good for a place to live.

(This is roughly what it looks like minus the lighting and the chairs also only the window on the far left is meant to have curtain open).

I was slowly starting to get sleepy and I could hear faint sounds of rain, it actually made me feel relaxed and I began to sink down to the bed.

My eyes were starting to close and all I could hear was the rain and and after a few minutes I was asleep and I finally relaxed.

I dreamed of 2 people one was a guy the other was a woman and they were attractive but they didn't seem completely human.

The guy was wearing light armor and had a sword at his side and a shield strapped across his back.

He looked like a warrior and was really handsome. He looked roughly 30-32 years old.

His helmet was under one arm, he had blond hair, blue eyes and the most masculine body too.

Which to my mother would be called a sin or something like that.

The girl on the other hand looked like she was 23-26 years old and she had perfect dark brown or black hair, and she looked nearly like Anne Hathaway.

Her dress seemed to shift from white to silver than gold then back it was really pretty and she looked like an angel with out the wings.

Looking at the 2 of them made me wordless and they had their own stances, the guy had his hand resting on his sword hilt.

The girl had on the other hand had a sympathetic look on her face as if wanting to hug me or who ever she was looking at.

Suddenly she spoke her voice came out sweet, kind and it had a warm like breeze to it.

"Soon it'll be your time, we wish you luck."

I didn't understand what she was saying but something in me made my heart race.

As fast as the dream came it suddenly shifted to a place where there was fire.

It seemed to look like a field of people lying on the ground and a horn was blown and the sound of warrior cries arises.

It was as if he'd seen a beast approaching us because the handsome warrior draws his sword. Then slices the dream but I still see the sad look on the girls face.

It was as if she just became transparent and turned into thin air. I instantly woke up and sat up in bed just puzzled and didn't get any of the dream.

I squinted at the sun light that shined through the circular window, I got up out of bed and went over to the lower windows and opened the window and a warm breeze swirled around me.

It was as if it had a mind of it's own and I could've sworn I saw a woman's face before it disappeared. The air was still mildly warm and it was still summer time.

It wasn't cloudy like it has tended to be, actually this year seemed to be the best year for the seasons we've had so far which was weird but nice none the less.

I saw a whole lot of carriages going by and I saw Mr. James who was the owner of the best bakery in Landon. who had a daughter that was a 4 years younger than me.

Her name was Julia she's 13 and I'm 17 but she still saw me as the big sister type and she always made sweets and pastries for me.

Which were really tasty and she knew I liked them more than bread or anything savory.

I guess you could say I have a love for sugary things but I'm still medium size which came from my mother who was stocky.

She was still pretty none the less but I was more like my dad. I was only half his actual body mass but I still had the normal look and appearance of a girl.

My father was the boss of a toy shop that was and he was friends with Mr. James since high school.

So my dad usually got things half price unless he just wanted to pay full price.

"Hello Mr. James, how's the bakery going?"

He looked up and waved and yelled back.

"It's going splendedly, well if you'll excuse me I must get to the bakery as I'm running late, cheerio."

He was a nice man and he was well respected and was known as one of the best bakers in all of London. He also would donate to orphanages as well.

On Christmas which wouldn't be for a long time he would take what ever toy's that weren't brought on Christmas and were old stock would take to the orphanage.

I sometimes visited and would spend time with the children who were the sweetest.

The older ones around 13-15 liked me talking about Werewolves and Vampires and always wanted romance in them.

Which I have to say was hard because I'd never been with a man before so I had no experience in romance so I'd use similar ideas from past books I read.

They were content none the less and I always tried to see the good in people. Trying to understand why some people did or acted the way they did.

But I respected them none the less as it would be unkind to treat one with less respect then one might towards the more higher, respected people.
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Have a good day or night.

Ceya xoxo 😘