I have been having those dreams again, those misty dreams where he appears and holds his hand out to me, beckoning me to go with him. "Come and join me, my love," he said, and my heart would race wildly, and just as I reach out for his hand, a shadow would creep up and swallow him, and I'd wake up instantly, filled with a sense of despair and loss.

Who is he? Is he my destiny? My love? My future? Perhaps he's the prince of some faraway lands. Yes, I'm pretty sure he is. The thought of being a future princess - no, queen! - sends tingling shivers up my spine. I could just see myself gliding down the red carpet amidst cheers and adulation from my subjects. I'd be wearing a red velvet dress with gold trim. I think red brings out the blushing tone of fair skin and pink cheeks. I'd be wearing a crown too: gold with sparkling rubies and diamonds. Oh, the splendour of it all! I simply can't wait!

First, I have to find him, this prince in my dream. I don't really know what he looks like, since it is so misty in the dream and all, but I'm quite certain he's tall and handsome. We'll look so good together! Writing this is sending delicious little thrills up my spine.

This shadow that keeps appearing in my dream is rather worrisome. Is there a threat on my Prince's life? There is a dark, sinister force at work here. It will probably threaten the life of my prince, and as dark shadows go, it might even destroy the world! I must save him! I must save the world! I have decided that this is the destiny that awaits me, and the same destiny will bring me fame, love and glory! I must start out on my journey at once!

Note to self: Must bring enough quills and parchment to record my exciting journey.