Title: Origins
Author: Faded-Aphrodisiac
Summary:It's easy to think of ever after in the sense of actually being
ever after, but life is never that simple and even beginnings are
someone's end, right?
She was never going to belong.
The world outside her window was a dark and scary place, this tower was her only sanctuary to the hands that grabbed and pulled and the words that bit and tore at her now useless flesh. Her prince was afraid of heights, afraid of staring out at the sky as Rapunzel loved to, as she slowly traced the constellations with a slim, once sun kissed finger. She silently watched as the lights of the town faded, yet her tower was visible, calling her from beyond the fields, meadows and meandering paths within the darkened woods.
"What's the matter princess?" The wind whispers as it lovingly brushes her ear, memories of a woman kissing her forehead and dancing until she was giddy enter her mind and she sighs, leaning into the unseen deity's caress.
"I miss my mother."
"But she has come, is a part of your court."
"That woman is not my mother." Her voice is harsh, possibly far too harsh for a princess but Rapunzel was hardly claiming to be one anymore. "She gave me up without even thinking to come find me after and is now reaping in her rewards for a burden she so obviously didn't wish for. No, my mother is dead and I brought her wrath down upon myself in my stupidity and I would give anything to get it back."
"I don't think you can, my love." Its voice was but a whisper upon the dark night and Rapunzel wept anew as she realised how pointless her dreams seemed, how complexly inadequate she really was in the eyes of those that mattered most. Her own.
"Can I not turn back time? Can I not lament the loss of my innocence and plead ignorance as my mother dances into the room, filled with stories of the squirrels, bees and doe that frolicked upon the grass as she watched with loving eyes?"
"I am afraid that, my child, you have driven yourself into madness of sorts. Are you not happy with your ever after?"
"Is a wolf happy in an entrapment? Is the bird driven to sing when you cut off its wings and sell it simply because it is beautiful? No, I can never be happy, not in this life and not within these walls." Her short blond hair reflects in the moonlight as she strokes it almost lovingly, a caress of the past is the reminder as it falls short and she is reminded of a betrayal so deep that she weeps at night. The betrayal of a daughter to a mother, a betrayal that was spawned of a love that has grown twisted and is slowly ebbing away, she cringes as her husband throws fits over being unable to see.
She was a dancer whose feet were bound.
A poet who had nothing to write.
A princess who was denied her solitude. The only life she truly knew.
"You made your choice my child." The wind is gone as and she weeps as she knows she will never see it again. Her path was twisted and wrong, she had never thought herself to be happy but now she knew. She had been in Heaven and she was now tempted into a world of sin.
This time her hair would not grow long enough and no amount of magic could erase her happily ever after…
The one sentence she would never wish upon again, but to ease her longing she wished for a child. A child with skin as white as she snow below and with lips as dark as blood, she gasped as she pricked herself, the blood falling and hitting the ground. It was then she knew she would die giving birth to a little girl, a girl she would call Snow White.
Rapunzel smiled and hummed, thanking the child that was not yet born for freeing her from her life that she hated.