Waking up sleeping beauty (letmelickyou and haikuoftears)
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				Title: <strong>Waking up sleeping beauty (letmelickyou and haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 12:49:37</strong>
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				Peace was a fairy tale only a few kingdoms are blessed to have, hope being the ultimate of all evils, not the last of a chance to achieve it. In the Five Hundred Kingdoms, where the tradition danced attendance to the lives of the few people whose fate coincided with these few stories, Cinderella and Prince Charming really did exist. They danced in balls and fall in love, steal away poor Ella Cinders and turn her rags into a gown suited for only a princess. And they lived happily-- or what passed for it so long as they lived.<br><br>But that's not always the case in these few places, those where tradition find the perfect story to fit the person, but not the prince. Sometimes, the prince was too young, or an ogre, or married... or dead. Sometimes it wasn't an innocent little love story or a rescue of a damsel in distress but the awakening to the darkest dreams and even darker desires. And sometimes, the damsel in distress doesn't always wake up to a kiss... but something more. Something that you would not want to read to your children in bed.<br><br>The Fraudien soil ran blood red from the battles between monarchs Henris and Astaroth. One, a king desperate to keep his kingdom safe, the other... a moniker for a leader of creatures that ravaged lands upon lands without mercy. They didn't know his face, noone learned of his true name and live after... and noone had ever seen his face. He who ruled creatures who took what they want including using innocents for bloody entertainment. <br><br>But Fraudien will fall that night, without anyone knowing the wiser. For the Tradition had decided that in that castle, a fairy tale awaited, without a prince, without a witch... without magic. They had thought that the truce would keep the army of the creature they called Astaroth away from their lands long enough for them to recover, to thrive... to even put up defenses. For a time it appeared so. As the greatest sacrifice King Henris had even sent a messenger to the enemy camp to offer a pact; a marriage offer between their lord and his only daughter, the fair Gwendolyn. <br><br>That night they celebrated, awaiting the agreement to that proposal, and the celebration of the daughter's coming of age. The dancing and the merry-making went on all day and long int the night, long after she had taken to her bed with a prayer for peace and perhaps... attraction, if not affection from the faceless man she was being offered for. She had sat long in front of her window in nothing but the moonlight, brushing her hair, before climbing under the sheets to sleep, lulled by the sound of music and laughter. Who could have told her that was the last time she would hear them.<br><br>Unfortunately she had been tired... and the days had been heavy on mind and heart; and the first sign of reprieved gave her hope and rest, sleeping soundly long after the laughter was turned into the screams of the dying. Long after the smell of flowers and food and wine turned into the smell of burning flesh and building and blood. Hope afterall, was the greatest of all evils. And poor Gwendolyn was about to find out why.
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