Prologue

Cinderella. Its almost funny in a way, how they've made the name sound as if it were singular. As if there was one person who matched the entire description of the legend that has become Cinderella. Very few are aware that there were in fact two girls, twin sisters, from whom the name was originated. Celene and Elle. Elle and Celene. Those were their names. And I was their step-sister. I think the story that they tell now claims that I was evil, part of Cinderella's terrible childhood. I don't suppose I mind, and besides, no one would believe me now if I said that I was actually the original stepsister, or at least one of them.

But this isn't my story. I suppose that, truly, its Elle's. I was much closer to her than I ever was to Celene, and still am. She has told me the story over and over again, and every time I hear it, I can't help but realize that there are only a select few of us who know the truth about the fairy tale, eveyone else has been told a lie. Most life stories are only known by those who witnessed them, but hers, ours, is known incorrectly by the whole world. When I say ours, I suppose I am talking about the seven or eight of us that played a part in the butchered version of the story that you know today. Events in our lives wove together in those few months like silk threads in a loom, to create the new beginnings of the rest of our lives. After the masque ball and the events that followed it, everything had changed, especially for Celene and Elle. Oh, and of course Jack. Yes, his life was altered unbelievably as well.

Glancing at the present, not all of our lives ended with a happily ever after, as the fairy tale now does. Some of us would never be the same, some of us would never wish to go back. As I look at the past now, I wonder what my life would have turned out like if things had just continued to go as all of us had thought they would, as everyone had unwittingly pre-planned in their minds. I also wonder about Cinderella, and the real, live person that she has become in the imaginations of dreaming children. I wonder if that person resembles Celene more than Elle, or in reverse. The description of the fairy-tale heroine is divided up between the sisters; Celene's beauty, dream-like ambition, and hidden determination, Elle's smoothe grace, steadiness, and strangled hope. But there characteristics of them both that were left out of the legend, because, after all, fairy tales were meant for children. And it's never a good idea to ruin the fanciful imagination of a child with reality, now, is it?


This is just the prologue, I know it is a bit short. This is just an idea I've had rolling around in my mind for a little while. If you think it sounds interesting, please review and tell me if you think I should continue writing this or not. Well, hopefully it turned out okay, as a good start. I was hoping the idea was original, of two people really being Cinderella, I don't think its been done before. Please review!

-Locket