Aslan's Child_1996
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This is a fairytale mashup that I am currently working on. I hope you guys like it! Let me know!
In the days of fairies and true love there lived a woman named Lucinda. She was an old witch of sorts and grew an herb garden full of rapunzel weed. The witch had a strong husband who loved her very much and together they had a daughter.
One stormy night they were awakened by the sound of an intruder in the garden. Lucinda's husband, Gregory, quickly dressed and rushed out with his sword. He found a man with a satchel full of rapunzel. Raising his sword, Gregory demanded the thief drop the bag.
“Please sir”, the stranger pleaded, “My wife is with child and she craves this herb. We are poor and can not afford any at the market. Please let me take this to her.”
By this time Lucinda had appeared behind Gregory and screeched “Never! That is my rapunzel and mine alone! Do you know how valuable it is?”
The man looked frightened. “Please, m'lady. My wife is desperate.” Rain poured off his hood as he looked up to meet her eyes. “Have you no heart?”
Gregory did not like it when others challenged his family. He rushed toward the intruder with sword held high. At that moment, a tremendous bolt of lightning crashed from the heavens and struck his sword. Gregory collapsed and the stranger fled the garden.
Lucinda stood still in shock for a moment before realizing what had just happened. She rushed to Gregory's side, but it was too late. The life had already gone from his body. Weeping, the now widow carried her husband's body back in the house. Servants rushed to help her, but she instructed them to leave her alone. When Lucinda reached their bedroom, she laid Gregory's body out on the bed and cast an enchantment over it. His body went up into the heavens and became a star.
The next morning, Lucinda began to plan her revenge. She was so caught up in the thought that she didn't notice when her two year old, Marianette, toddled into the room.
“Where's Papi?” said a little voice. When there was no reply, Marianette tugged on her mother's skirt. “Where's Papi?” she asked again.
Lucinda looked down at her daughter through tears and whispered, “He had to go away. But never fear, Marianette. Your Papi is always watching you. I promise.”
Good? Bad? Continue or not? Let me know what you all think!
In the days of fairies and true love there lived a woman named Lucinda. She was an old witch of sorts and grew an herb garden full of rapunzel weed. The witch had a strong husband who loved her very much and together they had a daughter.
One stormy night they were awakened by the sound of an intruder in the garden. Lucinda's husband, Gregory, quickly dressed and rushed out with his sword. He found a man with a satchel full of rapunzel. Raising his sword, Gregory demanded the thief drop the bag.
“Please sir”, the stranger pleaded, “My wife is with child and she craves this herb. We are poor and can not afford any at the market. Please let me take this to her.”
By this time Lucinda had appeared behind Gregory and screeched “Never! That is my rapunzel and mine alone! Do you know how valuable it is?”
The man looked frightened. “Please, m'lady. My wife is desperate.” Rain poured off his hood as he looked up to meet her eyes. “Have you no heart?”
Gregory did not like it when others challenged his family. He rushed toward the intruder with sword held high. At that moment, a tremendous bolt of lightning crashed from the heavens and struck his sword. Gregory collapsed and the stranger fled the garden.
Lucinda stood still in shock for a moment before realizing what had just happened. She rushed to Gregory's side, but it was too late. The life had already gone from his body. Weeping, the now widow carried her husband's body back in the house. Servants rushed to help her, but she instructed them to leave her alone. When Lucinda reached their bedroom, she laid Gregory's body out on the bed and cast an enchantment over it. His body went up into the heavens and became a star.
The next morning, Lucinda began to plan her revenge. She was so caught up in the thought that she didn't notice when her two year old, Marianette, toddled into the room.
“Where's Papi?” said a little voice. When there was no reply, Marianette tugged on her mother's skirt. “Where's Papi?” she asked again.
Lucinda looked down at her daughter through tears and whispered, “He had to go away. But never fear, Marianette. Your Papi is always watching you. I promise.”
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Good? Bad? Continue or not? Let me know what you all think!