The Dark Meadows Dynasty by Dakota Lisman
She opens her eyes and realizes she is stranded. May this unfamiliar land be home to unicorns and little elves? Or perhaps knights who’ve slain fire-breathing dragons? Be that as it may, the worst is yet to come. She stood up, perplexed on how she arrived. “Who am I?” she questioned. Her name is Alexandria Evandore. An odd character. Her eyes, hazel brown. Her hair, a mix of chestnut and auburn. She’s an independent individual—too independent. Now, as she sits there, lost and confused, her memory starts to return. “My name is Alexandria Evandore,” she recited to herself “I’m sixteen years old and I live in Wisconsin. But where am I now, and why am I here?” She decides to scan the area, hoping to find a familiar landmark of some sort. Though it was an open field, showered with lanterns enticing you to follow the path that they have paved. She scouts the area some more and notices a rather strange figure watching her from afar. The stranger hadn’t realized they’d been noticed yet, as they were distracted by trying to figure out how an unfamiliar woman just wound up passed out in a field. It was only a matter of minutes until they realized; the person they were watching, was watching them as well. They fled. Alexandria followed, hoping that eventually, she’d catch up to them. And in no time, she did. “Who are you,” she asked. “And why were you watching me?” The anger in her voice could not be ignored. “Hi,” he stuttered. “I’m Kory, nice to meet you.” He was a short fellow, an awkward one too. His skin was dark. He had snow-white hair and pretty gray eyes. “I saw you passed out over there and I was too scared to go over and check on you,” he continued. “What’s your name?” “Uhm, I’m Alexandria. Nice to meet you too.” In a matter of minutes, they were acquainted. “So, How’d you end up here?” Kory asked “I don’t know,” she replied. “I just woke up here, I guess. Where 32
