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written May 18, 2024 18:39:10 GMT
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[attr="class","quarters"] [attr="class","merris"] [attr="class","threes"]number 13. [attr="class",tox"]palace [attr="class","merriwrites"]Every fairytale rewritten by others, ones that derailed from the original material, had happy endings. A princess like Cinderella would arrive at the palace in a dress made by a fairy godmother. Another princess like Belle would live in the palace with a beast until love prevailed one day, and the prince was no longer a hairy monster.
After watching a movie claiming to be a twist on the classic fairytales everyone knew, Lucas considered all this. He shut his eyes. From all his memories and knowledge of stories, he wondered if there would ever be a version of the story told from the prince's point of view. His mind, which spent all its time looking at money, numbers, and names, couldn't quite picture himself as a prince.
But... if he were a prince, his palace would be small and cozy. It'd smell of fresh linen and lemon. Anyone and everyone would be welcomed into it. He wouldn't wear a crown. He'd want to know who he served in his position of royalty. The walls, furniture, and clothes would all be his favorite colors.
He'd want the palace to be a safe place where fear, worries, and troublesome things like taxes didn't exist. His mom and brother would be cared for, and he'd be happy. Truly happy.
[attr="class","merrily"]MADE BY MERRI
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last edit on Jun 13, 2024 3:04:19 GMT by merri
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