Gift

The streets of Avalon, a hidden away palace for the rulers of the Earth were secretly hidden away in a large mountain with the walls of the mountain invincible. The rulers locked themselves away, for the people turned against them and grew evil.

It was a night of darkness, no stars or clouds to show for it, not even the moon appeared that night. The palace of Avalon was quieted for the Green Fay Rhiannon, the ruler of rulers was in labor and about to give birth. Momentarily a shadowed figure approached the mountain of Avalon, with large yellow eyes enough to kill some one with a glare were only visible. The hooded figure moved slyly through the brambles and thorns in a eager determination of type of goal. “Rhiannon what are you to name the boy?” asked Cerunos the ruler of living things. “Tom Riddle, prince of Avalon” the green fay contently said.