The light filters in from a thousand different angles, creating an atmosphere that is almost ethereal. Pale samite is draped before all the windows, causing the light to be thusly attributed. Some of the cloth shimmers with a gossamer-like quality, showing itself to be semi-transparent. Through one of these draperies you can make out the silhouette of a woman; from the tail and the ears you can tell that it is a Tyberan.

She steps out from behind the samite, her eyes so pale a shade of yellow that they nearly seem white, "I bid you welcome, strangers. What brings you here?"

Your guide steps to the fore and explains that you are merely visitors and that your wanderings had brought you here by chance.

"I see," muses the woman, "Well, I am sorry, but there is currently no ruler in Tybis, so this room is unoccupied."

The sense of presence in this room, however, belies that statement. The sense you get is of a young woman, one far too young to be Queen, but one strong enough to do what is necessary.

The Tyberan woman seems to sense that you feel something and she regards you quietly. Your guide continues to quesiton her, "Who resided here?"

The woman smiles, "It is not really a question answered with a single name. For generations beyond counting, this room has been occupied by a Tyberan Queen."

"For generations beyond counting?"

"Yes," she nods, "Come this way and I will show you what I mean..."

Your guide looks at you, "Well? What do you think?"

"Let's follow her."

"Let's get out of here."

"Forget it. I'm leaving."

Featured music: "Almost A Whisper" by Yanni

© 1999 E. Angeli Mansfield