True Love Belongs in Fairytales

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
There has never been a better way of describing true love than through a fairytale.

Let's just hope we all find our Prince Charmings one day.

(Originally called The Fairytale but someone bagged that title before me so I've had to change it.)

Submitted: December 05, 2010

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When I fell down the rabbit hole, you were there to pick me up, brush me off, take my hand and skip to the tea party. We met the mad hatter, remember? What a strange man he was! When we saw the queen of hearts we ran
…and ran
…and I lost my shoe.
 
You stopped to pick it up, but you couldn’t find me. You called on every girl in the land to see if it was me, if the shoe fitted. But no-one was quite right, remember? I was trapped, in rags and dirt, by the wicked woman who called herself my stepmother. But you found me eventually. And you took me saftey
…in a place far away
…in a castle so magnificant.
 
But there I fell asleep, for a wicked witch had cast a spell so harsh and magical that nothing you could do would wake me from it. And slowly, ever so slowly, we were cut off from the outside world by a thicket of brambles, but you would not leave my side. I slept for one hundred years, but when I woke, you scooped me up and kissed me, remember? And you whisked me away from the castle
…on your white stallion
…to a dear little cottage.
 
There we met seven dwarves, remember? What funny creatures they were! Queer and yet so loveable. They helped us, and cared for us and entertained us for many days. Then, as I was home alone one day, a poor pitiful old woman came by the cottage, offering me apples. I took one and she watched as I bit into it. You raced home, and saved me from the poison, killed the old woman and took me to a house
…so beautiful and dainty
…but I was kidnapped.
 
I was kept in a tower one hundered feet high, guarded by the witch herself. I stayed there for fifty days, and yet you never gave up on me, remember? Then, you seized your chance when the witch left me unguarded and grabbed my plait of golden hair and climbed up it. But you were caught! Yet you slew her just as you had with the others who had endangered me
…and you held me close
…and stayed by me.
 
Because true love never falters. Never questions.
 
And we lived
Happily
Ever
After.


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