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The Missing Princess Series

The Truth

Dedicated to: Anyone who is wanting to find themselves 


He is looking for the Missing Princess

but doesn't have the motivation.

She is wanting to help save a little girl missing from her dreams

not knowing that there was more then what meets the eye.

He's angry.

She doesn't know what is going on so she's scared.

A class might be the only way home.


I have spent my whole life being told who I was and what I needed to do with my life. To tell you the truth I don't know who I am. When I was little my mom told me that I was super hero and I believed her, but now that she was gone I wasn't so sure any more, now it just felt like I belonged to someone else, someone that I have only met once when I two years old, and I don't remember her name and no one will tell me her or anything to go off, I am just supposed to know where she is. I question things about me, of who I am, who I am supposed to be, its getting to the point that I am questioning my own name and if it is apart of me, if it was mine. I know what supposed to do, but there is a part of me that wonders if all this was the right thing to do. She was kidnapped, that much I knew, I remember that day like it was yesterday, but what if she is being raised by the one who kidnapped her? What if she is not the girl that everyone needs her to be. I believe that I have done everything I could, I can't feel her like they want me to, so I don't what to do anymore, at least that is what the voice in my head is trying to tell me, I want to believe it, but I am afraid that it is going to make me sound crazy. 

When will I stop feeling so angry? 


Its the same dream every night, for as long as I could remember I have been having these dreams, I can't help but wonder if someone out there was trying to tell me something. Is there someone out there that needs me? I was willing to believe anything, I never felt like I belonged in this Realm, but I had no idea where I belonged, if I didn't belong here then where do belong? I mean I was raised here. The only place I felt like I was belonged was with friends, they understood me, they didn't think I crazy when I told them about the dreams, they actually encouaged me to listen to them. My life wasn't that bad eaither, I had a mom that was protective, maybe a little to over board with it sometimes, but she loved me and my dad left her for no reason, so it was just us. Something always felt off though and I could never figure out why that was.

Then the classes began, things started happening at home and puting two and two together I started questioning who I could trust and who I couldn't, maybe trusting my mom wasn't the best thing in the world. Then there was the fact that I felt this pull the Mythical Realm. With each passing day another piece of puzzle started to fall into place. And oh how my my world changes when a boy starts coming around and the picture starts becoming clear.  

2015 Ashtynlyn, Me as a Writer


Forever Midnight

The Realms

A Kiss to Remember

The Angel and The Gargoyle

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