Lord Dryden

I walk along the leaf-strewn walk way of Lapezia, my Kingdom. The leaves crunch beneath my feet as I walk. Soldiers pass me, all riding deer and they nod their head in greeting. I return their greeting with a nod of my own. The warm Autumn air whispers against my skin, my cloak billowing out behind me. I continue on until I reach the river's pass. There I stand, gazing out at the view before me