Defying the Dragon

Defying the Dragon

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They said the ruins of the castle that could be seen from the village was the notorious castle of Sleeping Beauty. It was where the prince slew the dragon and saved the princess from its claws. She loved going to the ruined outer wall of the castle and imagine what it was like to be a princess that heroes fought to save. She spent many an hour in the shadow of the castle, day-dreaming of her prince saving her from her boring life as the daughter of one of the wealthiest families in the village. Nobody had anything for her to do. Her brother was being groomed to take over the family business, while she was left to be a "proper" lady. And, even with her dreams of being a princess, she had neither the grace nor the subtlety of one. Her father laughed that she was more like a boy than a young woman, while her mother lost patience with her at least three times every day, leaving her to her own devices. That was how she usually ended in the clearing under the castle. She ran from her mother, frustrated that she couldn't be like Sleeping Beauty - who she adored. She loved the story. So when a door appeared in the wall one day, she opened it and stepped over the threshold, never imagining that the Dragon still lived, while Sleeping Beauty was not composed by one woman but by all those that made the mistake to step over that threshold.
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She went to her room and locked herself inside the room. She slowly sat down and started crying, ''why does this always happen to me?" she said while putting her fingers in hairs. "I hate myself," she said, crying. Just then she got up and grabbed her sharp nail trimmer "I will end this" she said and almost cut off her vein, when she heard a very strange whisper. "Hey don't young Lady killing yourself is a sin" she turned and the nail trimmer fell off her hand. "Who is it?" she said but the voice did not come back, she looked inside the mirror she brought from her deceased relative. She watched her eyes, it was like her own reflection was looking at her, just than she felt her green eyes turning to electric blue, she got startled, then she turned and walked towards her bed, "It's like I am having hallucinations, can't die properly even " she said to herself and went to her bed. ****** She got up late in the morning; she didn't want to go to school. She turned to the other side of her bed. Still eyes closed she looked for a pillow but instead her hand touched something very hard, it was like a human arm, the manly odor was surrounding, first she thought she was dreaming, She hold him softly and hugged him. He was snoring faintly. She opened her eyes instantly, it was some unknown man on her bed and he was sleeping peacefully beside her, she narrowed her eyes to confirm it was indeed what she was seeing, she got up a bit while putting pressure over her arm. His light brown hair were fallen over his forehead, His broad chest was moving up and down as he breaths, when she realized that it was not dream, she got up and screamed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh". An ordinary love story? Think again.

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