Dream

Darkest of onyx covered the skies of the Ardos making it seem like a canvas sprinkled with glimmering flowers yet the emperor did not had time to enjoy such pure events for he was buried in his tedious work.

"What is this rubbish?" The male while sorting his personal belongings found many ancient manuscripts containing historical books of kings and queens of past but they were so boring that his head ached thus he tossed them aside, these might as well serve as charcoal for upcoming winters.

The documents piled up like a tiny hill when there was a knock on the door and Icarus was going to stay silent while not giving his permission to enter before the door was gently pushed with a pink head peaking inside.

"Can I please come inside."

"Layla? Oh yes, what is it?" He just gave her a glance and then resumed scribbling with his head down, it was only when the angel opened her mouth did he really looked up.

"The head maid told me that the NorthStar is meant to shine the brightest today and