Queen Ysandra woke to the soft glow of sunlight spilling through her crystal window. Outside, the city sparkled. Tall crystal towers caught the light and broke it into a thousand rainbow colors.
Floating gardens drifted between the buildings, their flowers glowing violet, gold, and teal.
She stretched and stepped out of bed, her feet touched the smooth, warm floor, which looked like snow. Her beauty was otherworldly. She had golden hair and flawless skin.
Tiny birds with wings that looked like clear, sparkling crystals flew between the floating gardens, catching the sunlight and scattering rainbows with every flap.
You could hear very soft musical sounds from unusual instruments, lingering in the air.
Ysandra put on a long dress of deep blue silk that sparkled in the sunlight, as if tiny stars were woven into it.
As she watched the city wake, Ysandra smiled. Every day in the Starborn Realm was full of wonder. And yet, she felt a quiet longing deep inside her.
