The forest air was vibrant with a serenity that is rarely perceived in this world these days. The forest has got more than just magic in it, thought Phantom, breathing in the fresh forest air as deeply as her innards would allow. The constant chirping of birds and soft buzzing noise made by critters made her feel tranquil and light-headed. 

She knew not for how long she had been walking through the forest, so enchanted was she by its beauty, when she came upon this stranger standing by the pond. Handsome would be a rather shallow word to describe this stranger , for he appeared to radiate an angelic aura; the long golden sword that dangled from down his waist shimmered in the pale afternoon sunlight which only managed to add to his charm rather than make him appear deadly. He must be some high born Knight, thought Phantom with a twinge of fear, or at least by the looks of him he did not look like the kind who looked down kindly upon witches.