Two KingdomsSnow has been falling from the sky in the small town of Coventry since the beginning of the day. The little orphanage at the crossroads was almost buried in snow, but the children were excited. They have never seen so much snow in their entire lives. You could have heard their laughter from miles away. They quickly started building a snowman, riding a sled or having a snowball fight. All the children were playing outside, except for a little girl of seven, with wavy blonde hair that fell to her shoulders. His dark brown eyes were sad, but he was quite pretty, even if she didn't know it yet. She had the appearance and manners of a prince, although she was a girl. Her favorite activities were reading and writing stories. He had a great imagination. She wished other children would play with her, but she often seemed invisible to them. Her only friend was a 9-year-old boy with deep blue eyes who promised to watch over her and often played with her. "Ray, come out...you'll never believe how much snow there is outside...It's like our dream came true." » His name was Rawiya, which means “storyteller,” but his friend simply called him Ray. She turned her eyes and opened them wide in disbelief. “Alexander, this can’t be true. It can't snow in a climate as rainy as the one we have. You're joking" "No, Ray...I'm telling the truth...Please come and see for yourself" Rawiya came out of the small chalet and her eyes lit up as she saw the beautiful white fluffy snow under her feet. She ran and threw herself into the snow and started making snow angels She was dancing like never before and you could see the joy in her eyes Alexander looked at her mesmerized and the other children were amazed. quickly came to their senses and started to... middle of paper......again. None of the animals could make her happy. On the third day, she heard her name. She thought it was Orlaith, because he was the only one who could somehow comfort her hurting heart, after losing her beloved brother But she looked up and saw something. wonderful. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her brother, the unicorn, came towards her in all his splendor. He was even more glorious than before and whiter than snow. The horn shone even brighter. “How is this possible?” she asked. “Is this a dream?” » “No, my dear Rawiya.” “I am real. I have conquered death and here I am. And your friends are there too. I conquered death and now they can become human again.” It was true. Before her stood four elves, happy and cheerful. They all hugged each other and celebrated Lafiel's victory over death at a ball they threw at the palace..