Three aliens with their messenger, a 16 year old girl, led Brandon and Damian down the gray stone path along the flowing blue channel on the top street of Heyvas Ivydames to the end where a massive wide triangular alien ship set on a field. It was lit with rhythmic flashing blue and gold lights. A deep hum came from the ship. They felt a soft vibration under their shoes as they approached the brilliant crystal door. Brandon and Damian exchanged half nervous, half curious looks. Slowly the aliens led them into the ship. The kids looked around in awe at the bizarre crystal flashing walls and slanted ceilings. The aliens directed them to an white couch with elaborate designs all over it. The door slid shut. Inside went dark. Dim gold and blue lights in rows around the inside turned on, flashing in fast rhythms. The hum grew loud with a high whining sound as the ship lifted and smoothly flew off into the green flowing sky.
One of the aliens disappeared in the front of the ship while the other two sat on high chairs staring down at the two kids with their soft glowing white half-moon eyes. Brandon flashed Damian a wide-eyed, almost crazed expression. “We commend you for finding the answer to the dark illness threatening your kingdom,” said the messenger in a solemn, elevated voice. “You showed great intelligence and courage in solving the mystery as well as taking on the dark spirits.”
“Thank you,” said Brandon with an awkward bow. Damian looked at him questioningly, then turned away shaking his head.
“We saw how you defied the elite teachers in your kingdom.”
“They were working with the dark spirits,” said Damian.
“They will be punished,” the messenger continued, “they were wrong about you. They did not believe you could succeed with your creative and unusual methods of learning.”
“She’s talking about those bizarre pictures you draw,” whispered Damian.
“Maybe she’s talking about how you cannot study without taking a break every ten minutes to score soccer goals in your room.”
“We will be placing new leaders in every school,” the messenger continued. “We have been watching your kingdoms for years. We know your lands have been haunted by dark spirits. This is why we’re here, to overpower them and save you from their dark illnesses.” The window shades drew back. The kids stared out at the passing green clouds with eyes wide.
“Where are you taking us?” asked Brandon.
“We have a place to show you, but first, we have questions for you, and we expect answers.”
Brandon and Damian come from the Kingdom of Devonmay with the City of Heyvas Ivydames. Check out the page DARKCORNER LAND to see it on the map. The kingdom is called the land of the star gazers, because many people there are astronomers, they study the stars and planets with telescopes. They like everything to be bright and shiny in their designs, things they make, and the kind of people they try to be. They love music, bright and loud. Brandon is exactly the type of kid you will find in Devonmay. He is bright and loud. He constantly smiles and tries to have fun. You can hear him from far away either talking loud or singing loud. Are you like Brandon? What would you do if you were Brandon or Damian and about to be led onto an alien ship? Leave a comment below.
The City of Heyvas Ivydames is built along a mountain on seven levels, each rising higher. Their towers are really tall, looking like spears rising into the sky. They are laced with a kind of gold dust that glows at night so the entire city shines at night. They don’t have streets, but water channels so you have to use a boat to get places fast. Brandon constantly has to be reminded to sit down when he rides in one of the boats. One of his favorite things to do with his friends his race model boats along the channel. He starts yelling at his boat if it gets behind believing if he yells loud enough, his boat will go faster. Brandon and Damian like going to the high towers to look into the stars, but they never dreamed they would be high up in the sky one day.
“How did you find the answers in the Caymisdorm?” asked the alien messenger.
“We followed the clues in the Canday Prophecy,” answered Brandon.
“Did you see the opera singer up close in the Caymisdorm?”
“No, we could never get close to her,” answered Damian.
“Did you ever learn anything about her?” Brandon and Damian shot the messenger confused looks. Just then the messenger directed them to look out the windows. From high up they saw a mass of spiraling mountains under a glowing blue haze. Brandon stretched out trying to see closer, nearly falling off the couch. “This is where we will establish our kingdom and city which will rule over all the kingdoms and cities of this land. We will take down the dark spirits, but we will need the best and brightest students to complete this mission. It will begin with you.” Brandon nodded emphatically while slipping further off the couch. Damian pulled him back, saying, “Stay cool, this is not a carnival ride.”
“But you must answer this question which is key to winning the victory over the dark powers of this land.”
“What’s that?” asked Brandon. The two aliens leaned in closer, their eyes burning brighter in the murky darkness of the ship.
“How did you overcome the power of the opera singer in the Caymisdorm?”
