Mother makes me furious. Oh bother...shouldn't have thought that. The room
started to whirl. A buzzing pounded against my eardrums. Mother is kind!
Perfect! Uh oh. A lie! No! Mother is mother. There. The humming in my
ears stopped, and I could see straight again. The room was upright, and my
haggard breaths started to calm.
I sighed. Ever since I could remember, my thoughts had been controlled. It was like having a second conscience, no, like having many extra consciences. One for honesty, one for kindness, one for everything "good". I couldn't understand it. Mother wouldn't explain, and Mandy, well, Mandy is Mandy. All I remember is this:
"To the little Princess Elaina Areida, I give the gift..." But what the gift was I couldn't recall. Perhaps it had something to do with the way I was. But no one would talk about it. Anyway, Mother had my new baby brother to worry about, and Father had been a bit off color lately. Mandy was just as mysterious as she usually was. And I, had the winter ball, my "introduction to the public", my debut.
Nothing to look forward to. I had snuck a peek at my gown. It was pearly white, with tiny diamonds sewed into the fabric. The lace was delicate, and the skirt was edged with gold. Most of all, there were flowers. Lilies. Hideous. Oops. Dizziness gripped me. Lilies are beautiful! A lie! It screamed in my head. They're white. They're the things that made me mad at mother, which I shouldn't be! I was about to burst into tears. As soon as I thought that, though, I felt perfectly fine.
Oh, I had tried to rebel, many times, in fact. But the dissatisfaction of complying with the curse was no match for the torture I had to endure for the few minutes I could hold back. It angered me, but that was no use; it only made it worse. I had no idea what to do. If only a fairy could help me...there were a few left in Frell, from what mother says anyway. Now the trouble was finding one...
This is something else now...I dunno how to make the author comment thingy..new to the site...oh well: hope you liked that chapter...this story sounds pretty bland to me, but if you all like it, I guess that's what matters...thanks to the reviewers...a couple of you didn't quite grasp my meaning that I wanted 10 reviews from DIFFERENT people, but thanks anyway...=)
I sighed. Ever since I could remember, my thoughts had been controlled. It was like having a second conscience, no, like having many extra consciences. One for honesty, one for kindness, one for everything "good". I couldn't understand it. Mother wouldn't explain, and Mandy, well, Mandy is Mandy. All I remember is this:
"To the little Princess Elaina Areida, I give the gift..." But what the gift was I couldn't recall. Perhaps it had something to do with the way I was. But no one would talk about it. Anyway, Mother had my new baby brother to worry about, and Father had been a bit off color lately. Mandy was just as mysterious as she usually was. And I, had the winter ball, my "introduction to the public", my debut.
Nothing to look forward to. I had snuck a peek at my gown. It was pearly white, with tiny diamonds sewed into the fabric. The lace was delicate, and the skirt was edged with gold. Most of all, there were flowers. Lilies. Hideous. Oops. Dizziness gripped me. Lilies are beautiful! A lie! It screamed in my head. They're white. They're the things that made me mad at mother, which I shouldn't be! I was about to burst into tears. As soon as I thought that, though, I felt perfectly fine.
Oh, I had tried to rebel, many times, in fact. But the dissatisfaction of complying with the curse was no match for the torture I had to endure for the few minutes I could hold back. It angered me, but that was no use; it only made it worse. I had no idea what to do. If only a fairy could help me...there were a few left in Frell, from what mother says anyway. Now the trouble was finding one...
This is something else now...I dunno how to make the author comment thingy..new to the site...oh well: hope you liked that chapter...this story sounds pretty bland to me, but if you all like it, I guess that's what matters...thanks to the reviewers...a couple of you didn't quite grasp my meaning that I wanted 10 reviews from DIFFERENT people, but thanks anyway...=)
