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Sleeping Beauty. (short story)
written by Misery09:56 PM 8/26/04Sleeping Beauty the devils horror story
I am Eleni , ruler of the dead . I rule with my king Lasher . Our kingdom is in a place of the world that you most likely haven't heard of . We are part of the dark ways . We had a child named Vantaria . She was beautiful and had great power . When she turned twelve my love Lasher ordered a great feast . He invited all the magical beings from his brother Ahiraman and his wife Akasha to Melodie , Thersa , and Page the wood nymphs . At this feast came the thirteen wise women , but only twelve were truly invited . Every magical person at the age of twelve is given gifts from the wise women . Each one gave Vantaria a gift : power , wealth , beauty , courage , compassion , knowledge , good health , the power to see what is unseen to the naked eye , sympathy , passion , and heart . But before the twelfth could give her gift the thirteenth came in and said , " The gift I give to you is at the age of fifteen Vantaria will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die ! " After saying this she disappeared . The twelfth wise women the said , " Vantaria will not die but sleep for years until her true love finds his ways to her and awakes her . " After saying this she lifted the hood of her cloak as did the others and walked out of the castle . After we had this burden of bad news the feast ended not as joyfully as we had wished . Lasher and I tried to put many spells and Vantaria to keep her safe as and we also burnt all the spinning wheels there were in the kingdom . But finally the day came when Vantaria was fifteen . We had gone to a ritual lending a hand to Ahariman and Akasha who were introducing new vampires to the world of dark rules . Vantaria decided to look in the old tower . She walked up the stairs to the little room and there was an old women sitting there sitting spinning the spindle of the wheel . She asked the women what she was doing and the women replied , " I am spinning of my spinning wheel would you like to try . " Vantaria picked it up and at that moment she pricked her finger . Vantaria fell back on a bed and went into a deep sleep . Everyone in the castle including the kingdom fell fast asleep. Everyone went to sleep from the animals to the fire , they all stopped going . After this had taken place me and Lasher entered the kingdom and before we could stop what was going on we fell asleep . Years passed and each year thorns started to grow over our castle and kingdom . Many tried to save Vantaria hoping to be her true love and savior . But those who tried got caught in the thorns and died miserable deaths . Finally after four thousand one hundred and ninety seven years passed a young man named Dracul . The son of Ahariman heard the story of what had happened to Vantaria and us . He went out to save her and marry her for the day before the spell had taken place him and Vantaria met and he knew he loved her then but never heard from her again . Ahariman tried to stop his son fearful he would have the same fate as the others . Dracul didn't listen and went out in search of his love . He found the kingdom and once he got to the gate the thorns disappeared . He watched all the people stand still in their sleep . He sensed Vantaria's power and found his way to her . Once he saw her he could not move for she was more beautiful then the day they had met all those years ago . He picked her up and kissed her . Vantaria woke from her sleep , as did we and the whole kingdom . The minute they saw each other again they new they were meant to be together . Lasher was so happy she was free from the spell . He saw the love in their hearts and he gave Dracul Vantaria's hand in marriage . Once they were married Lasher gave the kingdom to Dracul and Vantaria . Where they ruled over the dead for centuries . And they took over the alive .So only magical beings were left on the earth . And all the lowly creatures that were murdered were revenged . Together Dracul and Vantaria lived in a world of love , hate , death , and life . Which in the end they have proved that true love lasts forever . |
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