the King of Whispering Forests and the Princess of Lost Stars

So.. a long while ago there was a picture on facebook circling around about your supposed fantasy name or something to that extent. You basically combined your first and last name letters and voila.. you got your fantasy name thing. I decided to write a story of one of the combos I found because i thought the names were cool as shit.




Celestial light blinded the night sky in a stunning flash of pure white that shocked the wintry earth below. It was gone in an instant and all returned to normal. The dancing of the Northern lights above continued their spectral show above and the blanketed forest below continued to whisper softly.
      
The King of Whispering Forests had been awoken from his rest. Upon gazing out of his window in shock and awe at the event he witnessed the true aftermath of the great Flash. A dying and flickering falling star. He watched in curiosity as the falling star disappeared into the trees of the forest before the light died. Quickly he donned his cloak of wind and in moments appeared at the landing sight of the fallen star with the aid of the whispering trees and creatures. The trees surrounding the small crater in the earth were scorched and bent, smoke dissipating with the cold air. The wolves stood from their rest, the owls flew onto the nearest branches, and the deer bowed their heads in respect before following their king.       

What he saw within the crater made him freeze. His breath caught. There were no words for him to say for within this crater was a beautiful maiden. Her hair was of a glowing silver and upon her pale brow rested a circlet with a blue teardrop gem in its center. She wore a flowing white gown and he noticed she was barefoot with only a fragile silver anklet to adorn her bare feet. The Princess of Lost Stars.. But how? the King of Whispering Forests knelt before the fallen princess and she began to stir weakly before her eyes opened and she saw him. She was nothing like he had ever seen before. Her wide blue eyes gazed into his dark green ones so deeply he thought he would be lost in them forever. Her perfect lips opened as though to speak but no words came out. Instead she turned her head away and tried to stand only to fall down again. Unable to find the voice to speak himself he lifted her fragile body into his strong arms and with a simple command was back in his home.
      
The King of Whispering Forests cared for the princess. He used his powers of healing to help aid her in standing, walking, and even speaking. But she was still weak. Ever day she grew a little stronger and was soon able to cast bits of her celestial magic here and there..
      
but he soon realized she would never truly recover. Her home was no more and her powers would soon fade along with her. He could not accept this in his heart for he had fallen in love with her. She was kind, gentle, and so so pure. She showed him a love and affection he had not felt in the longest time and soon the winter transformed into a blooming spring which then turned into a gorgeous summer. By the summer solstice he found that she was becoming weaker and that no amount of healing will keep her by his side forever.
      
Grief stricken he rode into the temple of the Greater Gods on the outskirts of his forests. He prayed for their help and for their wisdom. Three nights later a dream came to him. He saw the Princess of Lost Stars happy and strong as ever.. Then in his dream he saw the circlet of emerald upon her brow and realizing what he must do he swiftly returned home onlyto find his love bed ridden and weaker than before.

As the king's hands trembled he uttered the words of binding and placed a gentle kiss upon her lips. The whispering winds grew into a great and powerful gust and the forest glowed a deep gold as new life rushed out of the ground and the rivers flowed stronger than they have in a thousand years. Once the kiss ended he lifted his head to see his queen gazing back at him.. The Queen of Whispering Forests.