The Fantasy Princess Lunariah, leaned against a black pillar in one of the least occupied wings of her Castle. It was sunrise, and most everyone was asleep. The only other people awake in her Castle were knights, and they were patrolling the areas. Luna -short for Lunariah- cried. She cast a spell with her left hand. It was a spell of misery. It was a psychic orb. She didn't know why she casted it,ready to fire it at any time. Lunariah sobbed,"There is no hope left..The Son of Shadow will attack soon... and then he'll conquer all of the Fantasy Kingdom... And I'm just being protected here at the Castle....Mother won't even let me help...No! I'm through with this! I'm..I'm running away! I've got to do something, even if it means dying. Mother...No...Fantasy Queen, I'm sorry..But I'm not the Fantasy Princess anymore. Crystal is gone..Lynnda is gone....Gwen won't learn her spells fast enough..The Dragon Charmer still isn't found..The Angel Charmer hates the Fairy Charmer...Ontiaxins Academy of Witchcraft,Wizardry, and Spells doesn't start again until next year....Running away is my only choice.." Lunariah cast the spell off into the sunrise. O O O Lunariah took her wand off the shelf in her chamber. She had put on black pants, a longsleeved black shirt, and she had tied her hair back in a ponytail. She wore black leather boots, black gloves that went all the way down her forearms, and a black cape. Her dress,slippers, and white gloves were on her bed. She tucked her wand in her sleeves. She kept her crown, because she would sell it for gold to buy things. A sword was sheathed, on her waist. She also secretly had a dagger in the sole of her boots, and a dagger up each sleeve. She had decided that if her wand broke, and couldn't transform to mutiple weapons, that it was good to have four daggers and a sword handy. She also had a lockpick, a loaf of bread, and a flag of water hidden in her clothes. The pixie dust that Lynnda had given her, just before she was killed, was hidden in Luna'r clothes too. She had written a letter to the Queen. The letter was on her clothes. The letter read: Dear Fantasy Queen, Yes, I, your daughter wrote this letter. But by the time you would have read it, I would already be gone. Don't try tracking me down. I just can't stay here at the Castle. I went on my own, on my own journey. I have my own food and water, so don't worry. You wouldn't recognize me anyway. For, I have never worn anything that wasn't my royal dress, and these pants feel like I have pixies trapped inside. But, I am not the Fantasy Princess anymore. Good-bye. Yours truely, Lunariah R. Grantelenth And so with that, Lunariah, the exFantasy Princess, left the Castle to face the Fantasy Kingdom. But don't worry,for,alas, Luna had a plan. "First things first, my name will now be....Norma Grandeour." said exLunariah R. Grantelenth once she was out of the castle. It was early in the morning, and Norma set a fast pace running. She was part elf, and only she and her family knew that. And elves were stronger,swifter, and more accurate than humans. And that was why she was so fast. That was also why when the Queen would read the letter, Norma would have already been gone. Long gone.