A rush of orange twinkling lights swirled out of Sandra's dead body like her soul was getting sucked out of her, the dust of orange swirled around like mad, spreading sprinkles of sparkling dust all over the floor, it darted to the entrance in the shady part of the room and down the ramp it went, to Hazel, it's rightful owner. Hazel turned around, watching dramatically as the lights got closer to her and suddenly, within seconds, the petite diamonds of orange rushed into her chest, shocking her. She closed her eyes, a blinding light lighting up the whole dungeon. The waves of relaxing relief and warmth sent a signal to her body that Sandra was gone, her soul distinguished. And then she knew, she had got her power back.
Derek rushed down the ramp, keys jangling and clanking in his grip. He smiled, showing his ridiculously sharp teeth for once. He scrambled the keys into the lock and turned it, the door opening grandly. Hazel rushed into Derek's arms, kissing him with delight and no hesitation. Derek wasn't surprised at all, so he put his hands behind Hazel's head and let the princess smother him with enjoyable kisses. A strange but miraculous feeling rushed threw his stomach, not a normal feeling, not any ordinary feeling, but the feeling of love. His love for this girl was bigger than the universe. The trillions, no unlimited amount of stars didn't even show his love for her and Hazel's love for him was just that amount. Hazel spent this whole time thinking her true love was millions of miles away but actually, he was right at her fingertips. Hazel began to spread tears of joy down her cheeks, and began to weep merry tears,
"I love you, I love you!" She put her head in Derek's shoulder to show that she really did love him greatly.
"Hazel, the reason I returned to you was because I loved you!" Derek placed his hands under Hazel's chin and looked into her amazing, wet, blue, gleaming eyes. She smiled at him. He smiled back. The slight happy, nervous shimmering showed obviously in Hazel's eyes. Her wish had come true.
And of course, they lived happily ever after.
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Dream Upon a Rose
FantasyOne wish, one dreamer, one monster, one criminal, one story. Princess Hazel watched as the orange rose drifted into the mist. The cool breeze floated threw her. Hazel took in the weak sunlight peering through the fog. The petals separated...whic...
