Bless the White Prince & Silver Maiden

Chapter 01: The Imbroglio's Inception

Once upon a time, there was a man who died.

The man's work was to write and tell stories, but he could not defy death.

The man's last story was about a brave and handsome prince, who vanquishes a crafty raven.

But now, their battle will go on for eternity with no end.

"I'm sick and tired of this!" cried the raven.

"I'm sick and tired of this!" cried the brave prince as well.

The raven escaped from within the story and the prince, in pursuit of the raven, did as well.

Then, the prince took out his own heart and sealed the raven away by using a forbidden power.

Just then, from somewhere, "This is great," murmured the man, who was supposed to have died.

Chapter 01: The Imbroglio's Inception

Thick, heavy masses of grey and white fog surrounded the desolate and lamentable swamp I found myself in. When I woke up, I found myself here; the curly and wavy ends of my buttercup yellow hair was now straight and I wore nothing but a short-sleeved, white dress that ended above my ankles. My body floated above the wetland's murky waters as my feet barely made contact with the lake below me.

Suddenly, two blurred figures emerged from the mist - a boy with pale hair and a light-haired girl - and they were dancing together. The couple seemed so happy, enjoying every moment of their romantic pas de deux, until... the maiden paused, only to be attacked by a large group of ravens and became engulfed in a cocoon of deep black.

The ravens eventually disappeared, leaving hundreds of onyx feathers at the scene, but the girl was nowhere to be found; she was taken from her beloved prince. Saddened, a lone tear fell from the prince's eye but he then continued to dance by himself, desperately hoping his lover would return to his arms.

The tragic scene struck a chord in my heart. For some reason, seeing the boy lonely and upset made me feel depressed as well, and I wanted to comfort him. I want him to laugh and to smile. But... But why?

"Heh, heh, heh..." A deranged, male voice chuckled, "Oh, what to do? What to do? Whatever will you do, little girl...? Do you really care for the prince?"

Okay, NOW I'm scared! Whoever said that is officially creeping the bloody hell out of me! Wait - when did the whole scene turn pitch black?! ...Hold on, where did that creepy voice go? ... I turned around only to immediately regret that decision as a Cheshire Cat-like grin appeared; followed by huge amber eyes and eventually, the form of a crazy old man dressed in red and green robes, AND hanging upside-down, became visible.

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The whole world became deathly silent and my eyes widened in shock. My face slowly turned white as a ghost as I stared at the deranged lunatic until I screamed a shrill shriek that would put even a banshee to shame, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"