Amethyst sat alone in the dark. She was always alone and always in the small, dark space. She lived in a broom closet. In that way, her life was a lot like Harry Potter's. Only Amethyst never got to come out from her broom closet unless someone let her out -- and that wasn't often.
As far as anyone could tell, Amethyst was the only one of her kind. Her mother, Cordelia, had borne her in secret. And Amethyst's first three years were happy. She loved her mother dearly. And, although, Amethyst never knew her father, she knew that he must have been a wonderful man. But eventually, Cordelia's attempts to keep Amethyst hidden failed. Cordelia's father, who was the king of their people, demanded that Amethyst be handed over to him. Amethyst never saw her mother again. Her life with her grandfather, King Darksphere, was miserable. He forced her to live in the cramped, dark closet. She never knew love or kindness.
But Amethyst was blessed with an indomitable spirit. She never lost hope that she would one day escape her abusive life and fulfill her destiny.
Amethyst bravely brushed the glistening tears away from her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were the color of her name: amethyst. But they were deeper and more beautiful than ordinary amethyst. Her eyes were a deep violet with flecks of passionate sapphire sparkling throughout. Few people had ever seen her eyes, though, because of Amethyst's isolation. As she blinked the crystal-like tears away, she began to sing in a hauntingly gorgeous voice...
"Look at me
and tell me who I am.
Why I am
What I am.
Call me a fool,
and it's true I am.
I don't know
who I am.
It's such a shame.
I'm such a sham.
No one knows
who I am.
Am I the face of the future?
Am I the face of the past?
Am I the one who must finish last?
Look at me
and tell me who I am
Why I am
What I am.
Will I survive?
Who will give a damn,
if no one knows
who I am?
Nobody knows
Not even you
No one knows who I am..."
Amethyst finished her song and sniffed delicately (not a runny-nose sniff, a charmingly tragic sniff). Her mother had been the only one who knew who Amethyst really was. Her evil grandfather could never really know who she was deep inside. She was good and loving. She wanted to learn and explore, to meet new people and experience new things. But King Darksphere wanted her only for his diabolical plans. He insisted that Amethyst stay with her mother's people and not try to find her father. But neither Amethyst nor King Darksphere knew that her father's people had a prophecy about her ...
It was the world's tragedy that Amethyst's beauty had been hidden for so many years. Her splendor brought great light and happiness wherever she was. Unfortunately, because she lived in a broom closet, the only ones whose lives she brightened were the mice who shared her closet with her. The mice became her friends and she talked with them often.
Amethyst brushed her hair. She didn't really need to brush it because it never got tangled. But she loved to do it anyway because the only thing she had of her mother's was a magical golden brush. As gorgeous as Amethyst's eyes were, her hair was even more beautiful. It was a gleaming, fiery red with streaks of gold and silver. It was thick and lustrous hanging down to her hips in rippling waves.
But Amethyst would give up all her beauty if only she could be free ...
*** Author's Note ***
I know there's no Harry Potter stuff in it yet, but there will be.
The name "Cordelia" is a tribute to all the Mary Sues written by Anne Shirley in the Anne of Green Gables books. The name "Amethyst" is a tribute to the heroine's name in The Ordinary Princess.