[ti]quest[/ti]Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, there was The Door. It lay deep within the mist, sitting in perpetual shadow under the timberland’s thick canopy. Gleaming lights danced to keep it company, yet its weathered frame slumped, its wood and iron creaked day and night, calling out to the overgrown path. Revered mystery or not, a door is meaningless without anyone to see what lay inside.

The little glowing spirits whispered quietly, before flitting away. A branch snapped in two. Crunching leaves, coming closer.

Let’s try that again.

Once upon a time, there was a Princess whose beauty was known far and wide. He possessed yards of white hair the likes of silk, and a face that would make even the most self-contained royal priests and nobles fall to their knees in tears.

The fair Princess was trapped in the Grand Tower, locked up by an evil Witch. When he rose from his long slumber, he found himself in a strange room. This room was made of solid white brick, furnished by a [tangent=This luxurious four-poster bed is fit for a princess! Despite an incredibly soft mattress, you didn't have a very nice sleep.]large bed[/tangent], a [tangent=A wardrobe fit for royalty! Only the best for our darling princess and aspiring thespian.]closet[/tangent], a [tangent=Your favorite place in the world. And it's mahogany!]writing desk[/tangent], a [tangent=It's a long fall down. The bricks are smooth.]window[/tangent], and a [tangent=Hand-carved with your family's crest: An albino Sawsbuck.]locked door[/tangent].

On the writing desk lay a single open book with its pages torn out. Despite the haphazard state of its contents, the binding was impeccable—it was a thick leather cover with gold filigree, the words ‘TOME OF INFINITE TALES’ embossed on the front. On the book were only the words, in sweeping script:

Once upon a time, there was a Knight. The Knight had traveled far and wide to rescue the kingdom’s beloved princess, and now found himself at the Grand Tower, walking in _____. His armor clinked with every step, one hand holding a book, the other brandishing a _____.

Beside the barren pages lay a quill pen with a feather of vibrant plumage and an inkwell.