Sequel: The Phantom Diaries ›
Status: Active
The Next Big Thing
Chapter 3 - Prendafin City and the Night Of
"Honey, are you alright?" King Victor asked. He had been woken up by his wife sitting up in bed and screaming. He held her close to him.
"It was horrible! Horrible!" she screamed. "I was back in the village, carrying water, and I was wearing the ballgown you met me in, and then these men ripped it off me, and I was walking around naked, and then you came riding by in your carriage with this other lady, and you splashed some mud on me!" She began to cry.
"It was only a dream, love, it was only a dream." he explained. "Now, you have to go back to sleep, dear. It's past midnight. And besides, we have a masquerade today."
"Alright," she sighed. She tucked herself back in and stared out the palace window with her head rested against the pillow. It didn't feel like a dream. And it wasn't a dream. She could tell because there were splinters on her back from the wooden pole that she used to carry water.
"It was horrible! Horrible!" she screamed. "I was back in the village, carrying water, and I was wearing the ballgown you met me in, and then these men ripped it off me, and I was walking around naked, and then you came riding by in your carriage with this other lady, and you splashed some mud on me!" She began to cry.
"It was only a dream, love, it was only a dream." he explained. "Now, you have to go back to sleep, dear. It's past midnight. And besides, we have a masquerade today."
"Alright," she sighed. She tucked herself back in and stared out the palace window with her head rested against the pillow. It didn't feel like a dream. And it wasn't a dream. She could tell because there were splinters on her back from the wooden pole that she used to carry water.
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This had to be written very quick, and the plot was created on the spot. Sorry it was so short. The rest will be longer.