"Silent are the dead because you let them sleep, do not ever raise those who have died..." - Malikye Hatter III

~The Eternal Wonder
~The Eternal Sonata
~The Eternal Slumber
~The Eternal Utopia
~The Eternal Catacomb
~The Eternal Tree

[An excerpt from the story that I am currently writing, "The Trials of Eternity"]

How simple can my life seem on the outside as all they see me as is a girl without a name, my mind swirls in agony awaiting it's long postponed trial. "I hope i am not found guilty in the destruction of "Eternal Utopia". I did no such a crime in my life." thought i as a stone guard came to retrieve from my cell in the desolate corridors of "Iris Row". "Come!" commanded the guard, his face held a bitter scowl. We walked along the dirty paved cement to a staircase that led to the main-body chamber, "The Hall of Resistance and Justice". The large chamber led to four different larger chambers, each set on one of the four walls. The guard held fast to my upper arm pulling me towards the large door with an elegant black spade printed on it's surface. The door opened and i was led inside. "Amazing..." I thought as I observed the grand circular chamber clad in all black. Around a dozen masked faced peered down at me with leering eyes, the entire room focused all on me who sat in a shimmering black stone chair. I stared up at them, my confidence not disturbed and my eyes their same electric blue, unwavering. "Child, do you have anything to say before we begin your trial?" came a booming voice from the crowd of masks. "Nothing. Nothing at all." said I my eyes fixed upon the waiting audience. "Very well then. The trial shall commence." The man's voice boomed again and I stood waiting for the unfair verdict that was destined to come...

*The main character of this excerpt is Alice Budilair, orphaned and now blamed for something she didn't do.