I want to tell you a story. About a princess, a fairygod mother, a prince, and a Big Bad Wolf.
Once upon a time, not so long ago, I remember the day I told the Big Bad Wolf to come to my castle. I needed to tell him the rules of the game before we got started. I tried to warn him that wrath would force the huge waterfall to come crashing down. He didn't listen. So he unleshed the wrath that would make the waterfall come crashing down. Upon me. Possibly ending the game.
He never listened.
My own fairy godmother couldn't help me. Standing there with her fairy wond, looking oh so helpless againt the Wolf's claws. Her magic was nothing compared to the Wolf's insane glare. The madness was relentless. I was adding to the waterfalls mighty roar by the time the words were mad. I cried out.
I cried.
Then my prince came. He tried. He tried to make the Wolf listen to my warnings. His sword slashing the air; cutting off the Wolfs words, making the howls less harmful. But the Big Bad Wolf had the last howl as I sank to the bottom of the sea; dragged by the mighty power of the waters current. The game ended. My prince tried to help me when no one else would. My prince is him. And I'm sure he knows why.
Once upon a time, not so long ago, I remember the day I told the Big Bad Wolf to come to my castle. I needed to tell him the rules of the game before we got started. I tried to warn him that wrath would force the huge waterfall to come crashing down. He didn't listen. So he unleshed the wrath that would make the waterfall come crashing down. Upon me. Possibly ending the game.
He never listened.
My own fairy godmother couldn't help me. Standing there with her fairy wond, looking oh so helpless againt the Wolf's claws. Her magic was nothing compared to the Wolf's insane glare. The madness was relentless. I was adding to the waterfalls mighty roar by the time the words were mad. I cried out.
I cried.
Then my prince came. He tried. He tried to make the Wolf listen to my warnings. His sword slashing the air; cutting off the Wolfs words, making the howls less harmful. But the Big Bad Wolf had the last howl as I sank to the bottom of the sea; dragged by the mighty power of the waters current. The game ended. My prince tried to help me when no one else would. My prince is him. And I'm sure he knows why.
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