The legends of old are written by the victors. Wars waged eons ago by gods were once sofistocated men in search of power in their eras. but as many wouls guess, time is raveous...Jerry knew that soon he would be caught, tried, and displayed for the crimes of piracy, murder, and treason. The thing that he feared was the world he would leave his daughter in. What does a man have to do to earn some descent coin in this kingdom? If only wizards cared for the poor like they once did in the days of old. maybe then I would have justice in our little, vile, lifetimes.Jerry was not a dreamer. Realists never gamble in fantasies. The code forbids it. thieves have honor enough to dissappear to protect those they love. Sadly this would mean he woul leave behind his daughter for the last time, at the mere age of five. Jerry dreaded ever step up to the door of his flat, but none the less, he opened the handle to see Serena playing quietly with her doll in the corner windowstill. She seemed to happily hum a tune that he had never heard as the doll sweyed back and forth to the music.The next morning the pair set out for the orphanage. Serena was thrilled to meet so many children. after signing a bill of abandonment, Jerry fought back tears as he walked away. That would be the final meeting that Serena would ever have with her father.The orphanage was home to 20 nuns and 100 children. Serena had fun for a little while, but soon began to dream about her father. She would dream of his exploits and adventures, but wake up each time to his demise. Each time she would look on and be helpless to save him.Serena made friends quickly with a scrapper, a singer, a baker, and a hunter. Together they were responsible for most of the grey har in the head of the head mistress. Little did they know that their lives would soon change drastically.A rider arrived to deliver a royal decree for all citizenry. Following a census there would be a council to hold the heritage and culture of the people in tact. This decree is in response to the culling of the last dark sorceress who left the kingdom in shambles, nearly forgetting who we are and what we stand for. The census will create a kingdom wide family tree, culture bank, songtrack, artisan gallery, and craftsman hall to honor our life long dedication to king and country. After the collection, there will be a dedication and display for the world to see the glory of our people. May it be so in the hand of the king and eyes of the ancestors.The census took three months and filled the royal grounds with a grand display. people came from miles and camped for the festivities, which lasted for days. The concert that followed moved all that heard it to tears and silence. It was the greatest moment in the golden age.But lkke many good things, they are made tobend. The fairies descended upon the festival and carried off trinkets of big and small proportion. Fay witches flew in and stole the stored essenses that were showed from the ancients. The great wizards turned their backs as if it were of no issue and crowds running in terror were not their issue. At that moment, Serena broke away from her group and began to throw rocks at the fairies. Growing angry, the witches began cursing Serena only to have their spells rebound and strike them dead in their tracks. Serena had magic, but she was on a mission. The art had to be recovered, so she gathered the essence pots and drew ports on the ground for harbinger roots to aid her. the roots grabbed the items in place and the fairies were helpless. The officials thanked Serena and she was simply happy that nothing was lost or damaged. All was well and the festival continued.The next day Serena decided to approach the officials and ask for entry into the Royal Wizarding Academy. Nearly falling over in disbelief, they said that the dean could do no such thing due to the war of witches and wizards. If she were admitted more may venture admittance, and this could not be allowed under any circumstance. Nomatter her birthright. Serena looked puzzled. What birthright are you referring to? Your mother was sorceress supreme and died giving birth to you. You were to be the one to save us in our most desperate hour of need.Serena began to aee a vision of the destruction of the kingdom and her life in the cave of wisdom soon there after. Serena graceously stated that it was not up to the king then. Royal appointments are in the hands of the king. I in that case am demanding an audience. So if you would be so kind, take me to yhe palace. The caravan stocked up supplies and took the road to the capital. The carrage was stopped by a rider in white with an important message. The oracle will see you now!At that moment a bone shaped clam carriage came careening out of the surf and to the road. The oracle gracefully stepped out and spoke a phrase to Serena that would change her life and returned to sea. They were, " The man you dream of is your husband."