There was a place, a mistake of a place.
A torn stitch in the fabric of the universe
This place harnessed a power stronger, more dependable, than magic.
It was a combination of magic, strength, hope, trust, compassion, and caring.
This power was true love.
Strong enough to break any curse, overpower any evil.
This power, being in itself a form of magic, came with a price
for all magic comes with a price.
Some paid the price greatly,
others didn't recognize their payment.
One however, paid the ultimate.
Lost this love, family, respect, trust, and most of all hope.
So she fought, then she planned.
She cursed all, sent them
Far away, to a land without magic,
where she could force others to pay this price for her.
the price of her true love, what she thought was true love.
Soon this changed, the people changed,
The woman found her true love,
she came to an ultimatum:
True Love, or her power.
Power. The thing that kept her sane.
Power because of true love.
True Love, because it is the ultimate power.
What had her mother said;
"Love is a weakness"
No mother,
Love is a strength.
She chose love.