I'm Not a Horror

I do not own Sleeping Beauty or anything of that sort. This story is based off a photo I found online and decided I wanted to try something dark for once. It's short, sweet, and to my point.

Sleeping Beauty

The curse befell me when I touched that needle. But the curse did not work the way the witch had hoped. At first I fell asleep, and the fairies placed me gently to a bed in the castle's room. Yet I soon woke up and the witch Maleficent heard word of my awakening. No one could understand my untimely awakening, but Maleficent would have none of this.

So she came to the castle and reenacted her spell. As I fell asleep, I could feel and hear the world around me. For when she started sewing my eyelids shut, I felt every prick of the needle. When she took captive my three fairy friends, I could hear their screams of anguish. This was like being awake yet sleeping, and this sensation felt like hell.

Maleficent I felt traveled me away, I could only guess to her castle. As she captured the fairies, I remember them talking about how the prince was coming to save me, and that must of worried her about me possibly waking again. My body hit cold stone and I guess hay. This must be a dungeon, since it is freezing inside.

I stayed asleep for days, maybe weeks. It could have possibly even been months in the dungeon. There were no sounds other than rats scurrying about the floors and taking small nibbles from by left arm. I would feel their little teeth take bits and pieces away every other day. Living asleep was truly horrendous.

One day, what felt like years later, I heard a lot of commotion over head. Banging, yelling, every loud noise resounding throughout the hallways of the dungeons. The floors shook like a giant was walking around nearby. I feared and welcomed the idea of something killing me from this hell I was already in. A loud roar of some creature shook me to my core. The growling continued.

Time passed before the sounds stopped with one final roar of the unknown creature. I then heard some jingling noise very far away. A slam of a door, something I haven't heard in so long and running footsteps. More jingling was heard and then the sound of metal grating against metal and stone. Was my cell open now? This seemed impossible.

"Aurora? Is that…you?" That was a male's voice, someone I must have known since he knew my name. He sighed, then after a rustling of clothing, I felt something warm on my lips. As the warmth left, I could feel movement allowed back into my form. I moved my hands, my toes; I just began wiggling out of joy of it. But yet one thing did not change. My eyes remained sewn shut.

"Let us hurry and get you aide for your arm." He lifted me into his arms, leading me to the outside world again.

A month went by. My eyes still remain shut due to some other curse Maleficent placed on the threads. My arm is still wrapped even though the wounds have healed. I just refuse to see the chunks of flesh missing from my arm. The prince left recently, saying it was hard to look at me now. And last, my fairy friends are still trapped under a curse within a little glass and iron box.

After my release from my imprisonment, the kingdom told me Maleficent was still alive but weakened. With that, she is the only one who can release the curses still in place either willingly or by death. I've decided I will find her and kill her myself, relieving these curses that still haunt me.

My last friend, the owl, hoots from my window. I place my bandaged arm out and he digs his claws into my arm. The cape around his neck flows, I can hear it. He hoots again, telling me a message.

"You've found her?" He hoots some more and lifts his wings. It might sound crazy, but I understand everything my owl says. I smile as he tells me the hiding spot of the old witch. "Well then, let's not keep her waiting." I stand from my bed, grab my cloak and fairies, and leave out the door with the owl now leading the way.

I will seek my revenge and make Maleficent suffer more than she ever made me.