Just an Ordinary Fairytale

Broken Endings

This is the part in any story, that things turn around for the better. The part when Alex becomes the true hero of the story and defeats the witch. Or the witch realizes her rash decision and strikes a bargain for their freedom.

But this is no ordinary tale. Owen is gone. Alex's spirit is broken, and no one is coming to help.

Owens scream was cut off, he had no time to warn him of his mistake. Alex had no idea that the witch would slowly steal his pure heart for its magic.

Alex fell to his knees. He stared at his friend. Owen was frozen in mid-sentence, still holding his rabbit in his arms. Alex had promised him long ago, that he would protect Owen. He had failed.

While Alex knelt, defeated, the witch placed her gnarled hand on his forehead. The witch drained him of his soul, albeit a small portion, and took it for her own. She stood up straighter, stronger than ever. Her cheeks filled out, and her skin shone with a healthy glow. Alex collapsed to the floor, his soul shriveled like a raisin at her touch.

"Now look at you, great hero!" She chuckled to the boy curled on the floor. "Look at what you have done!" The witch waved her arms, mocking him. "You are nothing, you have nothing to live for." She leaned in and whispered in his ear-"And. I. Won."
The witch cackled before whisking him away to the dungeons in a puff of smoke.

The witch had won. But why did she feel like she lost? Now she had to wait another hundred of years, before another hero showed up at the castle gates. She seethed in anger.

"It's all that boy's fault! I would have had that hero's soul if he would have cowered in a corner like he was supposed to!" The witch was angrier than she had ever been before. She glared daggers at the boy's statue, willing it to explode in a million peices.

Frustrated when it didn't, she magically threw Owen's statue to the basement. He stood among the other fallen heroes and innocents caught up in the witch's anger.

Now alone, she realized she had no one to blame but herself. The witch stared at the staff in her hand with hate. She screamed in anger, and threw it across the room.

Her outburst shook the entire castle. Alex felt her malice from the dark dungeons below. And even further in the earth, Owens statue trembled, alike he had done many times in his life. The tattered green rabbit, the one that had followed Owen around through his days... tumbled from his arms. Lamby landed with a thud on the floor. The sound echoed against the hundreds of frozen souls trapped in the crystal kingdom.

Fin.

That's it folks.

I do like a sad ending, it gives you the feeling of what could have been. I've grown quite attached to Owen and Alex, and it broke me to end their story this way.

Was it worth the read?

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Should I end it here?*

Let me know if you got the feels 😊

*thats right, I wrote a happier ending with all the lovey-dovey hand-holding goodness!

Ciao!