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I'm going to take a wild guess and say that you've heard of a story before right?
Well, for those who haven't, here's a good one.
Now, all good stories have good beginnings. This story begins in a kingdom not so far away.
There was a princess born to the kingdom with beautiful, golden hair that could heal just about anything! Well, when her hair was cut off it had lost it's powers, but that didn't mean it was completely gone, but that's another story…
When the princess was crowned as the new queen, her kingdom had grown twice it's size…as well as it's crime. As the new queen, she had to do something, so she built a prison.
On a island.
In the middle of nowhere.
Specifically, right next to the kingdom.
The catch was, the island once belonged to a witch named EVIL!…Well her name was actually Victoria, but you get my drift…
So how's that for a beginning? Wait, there's more!
Years later, a young girl, a princess, was born with bright, golden eyes. And her name? Caroline.
Well, something happened one night…
It was a quiet evening at the castle. Just as any other evening.
The sun was down to it's last seconds and the sky was scarlet red. The queen, lying on a bed in the nursery, was holding her new born baby girl who was curiously playing with a lock of her deep brown hair. The father, the king, was standing by the bed happily watching his new daughter.
Everything was perfect.
Everything was perfect.
All of the sudden, a flurry of wind whipped in across the room and dark smoke started to fill the room.
The little girl, who had no idea of what was going on, playfully cooed as the parents gasped in horror.
When the smoke slowly disappeared, it revealed an slim women perhaps in her forties with dark eyes like two shiny little black beetles in her head filled with coldness.
With one glance at her, you could see the coldness of the world. Just as if the sun had decided to die off. Her hair was white, cropped and wild, just as she seemed to be…
Victoria had broke into the castle to get pay back from the Queen for taking her land…
The strange women took out a long, rusty dagger from the baggy sleeves of her dark cloak she wore with the most wicked face you have ever saw with a grin that could send hundreds of shivers down your back…
Fortunately, she got sidetracked…
Caroline had finally understood they were in trouble. She shifted uneasily, not sure what to do in this new world. What was she go to do? She was going to do something. So, she cried.
Everyone in the room stared at Caroline…even Victoria. And upon the vile witch's face grew a smile filled with thorns and splinters…
Unfortunately, Caroline sidetracked her…
And with that single cry, the witch opened her mouth, and out escaped a chant that sounded much like a song.
The room had started to glow a deep scarlet, the same color as the sky was outside, now it was dark and grim…
You've stole from me,
So you must pay a fee.
You've taken what was mine,
So you will pay a fine!
An eye for an eye! Yes! That's right!
So what can I make my…?
Yes, of course! I'll make it light,
It'll be fair, it'll be nice.
What you've taken from me,
I'll take it from you!
You took my land!
Left me to wander.
So what I'll do to you won't leave you to ponder…
I'll take her heart!
Yes, that's right!
I'll take her affections!
Yes, of course!
She'll wander this world.
All alone.
Hah! I have made what is my!
And so, I have and eye for an eye…
And without a single warning, she disappeared in a puff of smoke…
Translation: Caroline would never find love. But don't worry! It's not that bad! What am I saying? Yes it is, but it'll get better, trust me.
After a few minutes the smoke screen finally disappeared, and in the midst of it all, there was a strange yellow glow in the middle room where the witch had disappeared... The glow came from an small odd sphere the size of an orange that stood still and quiet.
As the king stepped closer towards it to examine the strange object, the orb suddenly flashed a dark, violent purple. The king jumped back, suddenly the orb rose higher into the air, and dived down, focused on the baby. The queen ducked away, wishing she could run away. The king grabbed the baby and tried to run out, ducking when the globe attacked again.
The door was locked and the handle couldn't move an inch. He looked around, dodging the continuous assaults by the strange purple sphere. He ran across the room toward the balcony and frantically looked around, finding a study vine growing on the walls of the castle. He grabbed it and held on his child then dived down. Halfway down, the trailing plant had snapped, sending the father and child hurling at the kitchen. He broke through the glass window and, while keeping the infant safe, luckily landed securely on his feet. The cooks and maids parted away as he enter abruptly. Then, like a bat out of nowhere, the sphere was right in front of him. He squeaked but held the baby close, trying to hide her. The shining ball flew closer, he closed his eyes and looked away. The globe flew right through him like a ghost and stopped at the chest of the infant baby. His eyes flew open then stared at the now pink orb with wide eyes. The baby was sleeping, completely unaware of what was happening. The pink bubble started to melt inside the infants chest without a second's notice. The father gasped in surprise, having no idea what was happening. Her chest glowed pink for a few seconds before it finally disappeared. She woke up with a small yawn...
And this, my listeners, is the story of Caroline…