Princess of the Universe

The Real Beginning

Before you read on I would like to mention that I did not do the cover. A friend of mine did a perfect job of making the cover of this book, and for those wrighters out there who need help with it, I highly recommend sevenplusnico to do the job. Thank you!

By the way, please don't stop reading because it is in third person view, it will change to the view of the princess around chapter five. Please and thank you!
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A princess was born once before time. Before life. Before birth. She was an artist, a creator! But, her canvas was blank; it was lonely, just like this princess.

This loneliness was an inspiration not to her, but something of her. Her unconscious mind painted a gift to her, but this gift was yet an invisible, painful thing. She called it sadness.

This sadness consumed her for what would be years, if such thing existed. So she sat in weep and wonder, she sat in her blank canvas. She closed her invisible eyes and saw these questions. Some have already been answered, but two stand alone, without a friend to accompany each other. She saw them as an inspiration.

"What am I?" She said to herself, "What can i do?"

A new feeling had come over her. It had a healed the pain and damage that sadness had done, and even more, replaced it with a rather comfortable feel. It felt great, it was wonderful! She smiled so happily, but without a face to show it. That, my friend, would soon change.