Despite being entirely far from home, Uma felt too in awe of the beauty around her to be frightened. Miles of deserts had, in an instant, turned into a luminescent jungle. The massive glowing plants had been hiding, in fear of the vultures hurting them. Now that the vultures were gone the entire landscape was unrecognizable.
Flowers that glowed like street lamps in hundreds of colors littered the landscape. Each at least three times the size of Uma. Giant trees with pink cotton tops were also incredibly popular. Houses and streams full of nymphs seemed to be at every turn. Friendship was a goal of the past. If she could live here, she’d have a community.
Her daydreaming was interrupted by a rather small creature clearing its throat.
“Excuse me, miss, may I have a word?” Below her, standing as upright as she would, there was a fox man. He was well dressed and oddly humanoid. He wore a three-piece suit, all black except for an orange tie. Uma had to admit he was incredibly sharp for a fox.
“You can have all the words you want!” She exclaimed excitedly
“Oh dear, if you’d calm down, I must insist you acquire a visa before entering the city.” He muttered impishly
The Fox spoke in an accent Uma didn’t recognize. It made him sound incredibly wealthy and educated.
“Are you serious? I just saved your city.” She cried in defense
“Mam, again, please calm yourself. I appreciate your part in driving back the vultures.” He made a gesture of gratitude with his hand. “However, rules must be followed,” he muttered hopelessly.
“Ugh fine,” She surrendered “Where do I go to get a visa?”
The fox said nothing only made the hand gesture again. He then pointed her in the direction of who he called the queen. He told her that she could grant her the Visa and wished her luck.
Although the weasely fox was incredibly odd, Uma found something charming about it. He was so firm in his love for the rules. It was almost admirable if that made sense.
She ran up the hill covered in houses and into the highest resting Forrest. It was small but surfaced in far more dazzling plant life. It was the crown of the whole tiny village. Inside was a small clear pond.
Laying in the pond was a beautiful mermaid with dark skin and colorful hair. She was so beautiful, Uma felt slightly nervous in her presence. When she spoke, it was soft but firm. Her speech was like a kung-fu master’s punch.
“Why have you visited me, child?” She asked beautifully.
Uma froze in fear contemplating things to say. She felt trapped under a spell of pressure, She needed to break out fast. Uma didn’t know much about queens, but she knew they weren’t known to be patient.
To Be Continued…