The Adventures of Millie Ruth: The Land of the Lights: Chapter 1

The Land of the Lights

Chapter 1

Now before I begin, I want you to know this a story about adventure. I fear though, you have misplaced your desire for adventure and therefore I urge you, to put away your grownup thinking. Instead, think like a child; a restless and joyful child. If you cannot do this, I would assure you by the end of the book that you should've stopped reading at this instance. The only reason you continued reading was to prove me wrong, and I daresay that is very childish of you...

The light was whiter than snow, yet yellow. I know this is hard to imagine. It is much like a white light bulb, and then at the same, like a yellow light bulb. And there was no sound. None at all, only bright yellow white lights, perfect and not blinding.

"This place is quite queer" thought Millie.

And she was right. For many strange and wonderful things take place in lands far away; in lands where Owls can talk and Kings rule with honesty and justice. In lands where beauty is not forgotten, and curious languages echo in the canyons. Ah yes, this place was much like the dreams you once had when you were little.

The ground was blizzard white and hard as stone, yet it was smooth and glossy. Millie expected green grass, but it was nowhere in sight, only endless miles of white flooring. You cant blame her for thinking like this, after all, just a couple minutes ago she was standing in her backyard playing with her best friend Phineas. Whom everyone called Phin.

It was hard to recall at first how she got her. She couldn't remember much other than small glimpses of her afternoon. She saw Phin with a baseball glove in his right hand and the ball just about to leave his left. There was the blue sky with white clouds full of puffs. And there was Bogart the dog running after the ball Phin had just thrown to her.

"Why cant I remember how I got here"? Millie pondered this after some more failed attempts to get past Phin, the blue sky, and Bogart.

As Millie stood pondering, time itself was growing older and the lights still twinkled up above. One would suspect something dramatic would happen next, but it did not. The same timeless trance of lights, white flooring, and Millie herself were all that was in The Land of the Lights.