Utopia
A smile crossed her lips and she stretched her limbs. "Mmmm…" she groaned and turned to her side. The lights above her dimmed, transforming the ceiling into a starlit sky. She was amazed by it. Tania reflected on the day's events. Other than the king, almost everyone in the palace seemed vicious.
A sigh escaped her lips as her fingers inadvertently wrapped around her necklace that she had always worn ever since she was a child. It was a light blue stone that often pulsated, sending out a faint shimmer of white light. It was told that the stone was something her mother gave and that it wasn't supposed to be taken out. No one even tried to take it, though she wondered why Menkar left it on her. She brushed the stone. It throbbed and pulsated a flicker of weak white light and then faded. She chuckled and then closed her eyes. Soon, she drifted off to sleep.
Nightmares plagued her dreams. They found her every other night.