She ran to the pavilion by the rose garden.The said garden is trully phenomenal but is only a section of the whole Yuan garden.The Yuan is somewhat secluded from the rest of the entire palace considering that it is positioned at the far back of the entire palace ground. The white walls with no spherical windows hid this masterpiece from the eyes of the world.To access it one would have to exit the palace and descended the long fleet of stairs at the back.The fleet of cemented stairs are actually similar in composition and are made on all sides of the main pavillon , but only the main stairs are the most tedious.

Anyway the stairs at the back end onto a four way intersection pathway.Following the transversal left paths there is a pavilion for meditation or simply for just relaxing.This pavilion is more like a Ting with burnt sienna roofing tiles and is devoid of windows, bamboo railings with complementing banisters.The roofing is also supported by strong oak pillars that have been painted brown to almost crispy golden brown hue and test on the banisters.The spectacular design of the interjection of the pillars to the roof is concealed with a metal frame of fine entriquette sequential combination of abstract lines and non-objective features.The floor is finely polished almost to are flective shine and is well kept, considering that the only there was just a low lying table with a tiny aquamarine vase to almost turquoise detail to it, containing burning incence-stick-like sticks.

The table is a white ceramic piece that has a lapis lazuli swirl pattern incorporated on it. The user of this space simply has to enter the pavilion and just sit down without shifting their bodies as the table is positioned directly infront.Despite this being called a meditation space ,the king uses it when he was writing his documents simply becuse the low lying railings allowed him to see into the water. Yes the whole of the background of the palace is just a lake.All the pavilions located at the back are constructed on a pool of water.

Anyway, on both left and right terminals of the transversal pathway is the same design of meditation spaces.

If when standing at the four way intersection, by going straight , one would head into the Lang corridor that also has a Xie Shan roofing similar to the tiny pavilions, except that for the bridge it was just a single roof with green glazed tiles.For some reason the railings of the bridge are a bit longer than that of the pavilions.This bridge crosses over to the main pavilion, which is also a secluded space.Howver it's not isolated using a white wall but instead the environmental feel that imitates a foreign feel to it.Like the tiny paviillions, the corridor design is arguably different but nonetheless someway familiar. When one passes through the four edged door at the end of the bridge , the first thing they meet is a sky-hugging maidenhair tree with leaves like the skin of a sunkissed plum.The tree tappears to be floating on the water but isn't and is infact surrounded by elevated slabs of cement that are chairs.Around this platform is yet more water to which seasonal water lilies decorate the surface.

As the leaves of the blooming tree falls they will land on the lake illuminate a picture perfect scene also like sunset or the flesh of a mango.This platform of the floating tree is accessible by descending another form of stairs from the corridor.Otherwise, one can simply just just continue with the bridge thaf branches to the right and left. This branching creates a box like enclosure with the maidenhair in the center.The corridors will join again on the other side and where they meet is yet another pavilion which is the true Hua Ting.This because on one side of this pavilion is a floating yellow tree while on the other side is a florist's s dream of a garden.

In this garden is just a wide variety of flowers.From orchids to peony, white roses and blood red roses.To access the flower garden simply descend the stairs that connect the Hua Ting to the garden.Here there are no corridors just a simple pebble stone paths that is a serpentine web to different plants.The plants are divided according to their petal hues. Each type of flower bush has been boarded with Beaver dam stones.As the ground inside each boardering ,it has been protected by river pebbles.At the center of this is a fountain that was also bordered by smooth rocks.The fountain was spewing water a steady rate and the water was falling into the pond within the encirclement.

As she sat in the magnolia designed chairs, her face was to the bed of flowers because she wanted to face away from the palace. The wind brushed over her face and the gentle chill made her even more emotional.Her unfeigned fragility was like an open exhibition.Yevana is naturally kind and very fraile but she is also extremely loyal and always genuine..The opposite of her father.She had taken all of her mother s delicate personality..But like the cliche of all love stories, Soft Yevana fell for crude prince of the werewolves ,Syin.

Her father had always been against the wolves especially now that they were not only feeding of humans and leaving them as carcasses but now some wolves went as far as killing the humans.Yes technically after a human had been revoked of it's aura, the human is half dead which is no use ,they would be better off just dead.But then again, why should it be the wolves call to make by taking the life of the carcass.

Anyway Yevana s father believed that because of Yevana s lotus personality, then her aura must be worth close to immortity.He could be right but then again a father s love for his one and only daughter can build a storm in a teacup. So because of this reason, Yevana is forbidden to ever leave the palace walls or the wolves will become target practice in a blink of an eye. However despite these allerged threats of war, Yevvan still snuck out to meet Syin and he the same.. And on most nights when the king couldn't sleep he would just watch as Yevana navigated through the turns of the streets running towards the forest to meet her heart's desire. He could stop her probably for her on safety but he never did. Was he all bark and no bite or Did the king trust that Syin would never let anything happen to his daughter.

Be that as it may in the past few weeks, Yevana hasn't met with Syin for the very fact that there had been attacks happening. The ironic part is that these attack happen in the human grounds yet both the king and Syin push Yevana to stay at the palace..The reason for this is that at the palace there are people who can protect her, even if wolves are much stronger than human, they will not be obligated to save her.She is the daughter of the leader who wants them dead, obviously as an heir she is innocent but it takes some serious guts to overlook this fact.Also it is sort of betrayal to protect Yevana s life when her father iss probably scheming ways to eradicate the wolf race.

Albeit ,her stands of hair which were strategically tired back left her face all exposed.But that is not a concern because her aesthetic appeal is not something worth hiding.She sniffed in her tears as she wiped away some whilst others simply continued to drop onto her thighs and the ground.One would have to be cried rain bullets if they can't manage to catch their tears falling.Nevertheless he let off some of the steam that was frying her nerves.She rubbed off the last single tear and as she did it she heard a drop on the pond but she completely that and continued to rub off the tears..

A black shadow slithered behind her from the left corridor leading to this pavillon and headed towards her.As she kept sniffing the shadow kept moving towards her.She then felt uneasy and turned around but there was nothing that befell her sight.She was feeling really insecure but at what cost.The snake shadow that had been sneaking towards her had dissolved through the board.She wrinkled her forehead as she felt the hairs on her skin raise slowly.She stood from where she was sitting and turned to look at the floating maidenhair tree.She walked over towards it as she guessed that the source of her insecurity lies somewhere there

As Yevana placed her hands on the banisters of the Lang corridor that encircles the maidenhair.She scanned the whole scenery but apart from the surreal beauty of the view nothing was of concern.As she scrutinized the view, she heard a large splutter behind her of the zen fountain..She turned her head only to see the fountain as been slit in half..She turned her whole body and took steps from where she saw standing...

But just as she was about to take her fifth step, a smoke tentacle emerged from the water behind her and grabbed onto her neck.She immediately reached for the tentacle throttling her,but her arms only arrived midway before the tentacle lifted her body from the floor and over the railing and straight into the water...Yevana tried to scream as her body became engulfed by the water but was too late..

She was dragged so deep that she could no longer see the sky...