Somewhere deep in space was a world full of life and magic….
The galaxy was a spiraling mist filled with many worlds inside it, each world had its own theme to it. This galaxy was twice as large as the Milky Way galaxy itself, and a lot more colorful as well. In this galaxy it was quite like earth, technology was around but something was different. The galaxy had magical creatures and species. This galaxy didn’t use technology that often as well but it didn’t need to, the civilization in the galaxy had magic to serve them in wars, duels, or everyday life. This galaxy is named The Spiral. The ruler of this galaxy lived in a very large gold, silver, crystal, and obsidian palace like structure. Many guards with magical weapons and drakes by their side protected this structure from any harm. This structure is known as the Arcanum, which (like every other world in this galaxy) floated along the stream of light. The original rulers of this galaxy (who are now spirits) now have their daughter as Lord of this galaxy. She didn’t deal with the daily politics, but instead she protected the 200,000 light year long galaxy from any danger or harm. The daily politics were dealt with elected officials in a council, while the ruler can focus and relax.
Down the long shining halls of The Arcanum was a large bedroom suite where the Lord of The Spiral sat and meditated in silence. Her long rainbow and tail waved, her soft fur neatly brushed, her large purple plumage was nice and tidy, her nicely cleaned horn, her shiny shoes and crown she wore, and with her eyes closed she faced towards a window that revealed the farthest and purest of stars.
|Wip|
