Once upon a time there was an angel.
Once upon a time there was a demon.
And the angel was bad.
And the demon was good.
Which was actually all manner of hot.
Once upon a time there was a beauty. No one could deny his beauty. His grace shone with an ethereal light and his heart was pure.
Once upon a time there was a beast. Her soul was twisted and broken until it barely resembled the human soul she had once been.
Her pain transformed her into a thorny beauty.
Once upon a time there was a unicorn. And he was innocent. He liked bees.
Once upon a time there was a caretaker. And she sacrificed everything to stay by the side of a useless and abandoned angel.
Once upon a time there was a girl, who was told a story of a man who hit a dog and fell in love with a unicorn. She laughed, she cried, she puked in her mouth a little. And then she listened. And thought about herself, because she was selfish.
And then she died.
Because her unicorn didn't need protecting anymore. And without that, what was she good for?
This is the story of a demon and how she fell in love with an angel.
This is the story of an angel and how he fell in love with a demon.
It begins and ends with bloodshed, as every tragedy does.
And there's no happy ending, because only fairytales have happy endings and the angel tore up the scripts.
But if this were a fairytale, it never would have begun. Because it was doomed to tragedy from the start. It was ugly, then it was beautiful, then sad, then sadder.
We're not going to Heaven. Not this time.
So remember, my dears. Never forget.
Remember the demon and what she sacrificed.
Remember the angel and what he lost.
Remember the king who tore them apart. Remember the girl. And her unicorn.