Whoosh~~ Another new story from troubled me~
I honestly am nearing a writer's block. Which is not good.
So allow me to just... block the writer's block...
Okay, bye!
I hope you all enjoy it like always!
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Word Count:
420
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Amaranthine, my Cinderella
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When stars grow old, they turn red and become brighter.
But the redder and brighter they are, the closer to death they become.
"Mama! Mama!"
When I was young.
"What is it, dear?"
I saw the brightest star one night.
"Look! It's a really bright star!"
It had a purplish-red glow to it. And, as an astrology lover even back then. I already knew what was going to happen.
"You're right."
Even though I did, I was a pretty innocent child.
"Let's wish it safe travels!"
For me, death was just another journey, just like life. It can be a continuation or something entirely new.
Even for an inanimate object.
"Ahah... Alright then."
And my Mom usually goes along with me.
"We hope you have the best journey out there... And safest too."
No matter how ridiculous, how absurd, or how impossible the things I believe in were. My Mom is always there to me.
"Alright then, Princess Rapunzel. It's time for bed."
Beside from stars. I love fairytales, growing up too. At first, I would pretend to be Rapunzel, because of her purple gown, as purple is my favorite color.
But I didn't like the idea of having such long hair.
"It's Princess Cinderella!"
So I chose to be Cinderella.
"Oh? But Princess Cinderella has a blue gown."
But with a different coloured gown, of course.
"I already told you! I'm changing my gown to purple!"
My Mom would tease me about it most of the time.
"Hahaha... Ah, yes! Why do I keep forgetting about my purple-gowned Princess Cinderella!"
Honestly, looking back on the old days, is really painful.
" it this time!"
How my mom smiles at how playful I was, how she giggles at my ideas.
"Okay~, Princess Cinderella."
How she carries me, tucks me in bed with a wide smile on her face.
"What do you want me to read to you tonight?"
How she reads me stories with her soft, angelic voice.
"The new book we just bought please! The... The... Prince... The Prince Who Would Seek Immortality!"
. . .
There's no point dwelling in the past. Now...
"I hope you have the best journey out there... And safest too."
Now that I'm dead.
"I'm so sorry... my Princess..."
All that I can do now... Is to comfort Mom the best that I can... In ways that can reach her.
I don't want her to keep blaming herself over my death.
"After all... it's just the start of my new journey. Right, Mom?"
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