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  • Essay / A villain and a heroine. A story told in rhyme.

    The blush of love awakening as hearts are intertwined. What will this Ever After bring? A wedding veil, a gold ring? But fate is such a fickle thing when love is at stake. Our story unfolds beneath the branches of an ancient forest. clearing, where the night wind stirs the restless leaves and the shadows dappled with moonlight like shards of crystal, deadly, brilliant, weave the threads of magic. Caught in this dream web, sleeps the bewitched servant. A vast room immersed in candlelight, decorated with glowing tapestries and hung with a luminous banner. Before his dazed and dreamy eyes, the spell begins to hypnotize, the fantasy to hypnotize with each mesmerizing sight. She moves among the opulence, without being wary of the sneers, the taunts of the occupants whose laughter sounds like tears. Beautiful dancers dressed in bright clothing all move with purpose; bodies swaying obscenely, discordant with their jeers. Reckless again, she pushes through the crowd of grasping hands. An unknown face she seeks, the stranger who commands her throbbing h...