Unless you count Ella Enchanted and a few of the Chronicles of Narnia series, I've never read any fantasy literature. But I decided to try my hand at writing a bit for this prompt. Here's my attempt. Hope you enjoy.
Risa huddled with her knees drawn up under her chin. The velvet hood of her cloak covered her hair and she held the treasure in her arms. She knelt in the open place, not far from the silver forest, just as she had been told. Stars of turquoise, amber, emerald and sapphire pierced the ebony sky. Her small body shook as she knelt, not from cold but fear. Chimes rang, random notes sounding haunting in the night. The trees of the silver forest knew she was near and tapped their branches together to alert the ogres who served the usurper.
As she waited she let her hand run over the treasure, a bronze key about the length of one of the leather slippers she wore on her feet. The key was encrusted with three amethyst jewels. Risa was only a courier in the service of the One and Only King and didn’t know what the key opened.
The chimes were getting louder and she was afraid that the ogres would discover her soon, but still she knelt on the mossy ground. The air stirred around her face, blowing the tendrils of black hair that escaped her hood. As she brushed the curls from her eyes she heard the rush of wings in the air behind her. Risa was lifted from the ground, cradled in the dragon’s talons more gently than she thought possible. Quickly the dragon flew, lifting her high over the silver forest, away from the danger. Everything was just as she was told. The treasure would be safe. The Kingdom assured.
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