Sleeping Sweetheart pricked her finger at age 18, and into a blissful sleep she fell. The Whole court was taken over by this spell of sleep, Across years and years they slept… not aging, not dying, just sleeping. Her Cravings were light and sweet, of peasant Guys and girls, unicorns, Superb Actions and noble knights…
And then one day her Cravings seemed to Concentrate on one knight in particular. A prince in fact, Prince Damian of several kingdoms away. He was told a story of a captive Princess, Confined asleep for all time in a castle surrounded by thorns, and unbreakable wall of briars that kept all away. Many Courageous knights had Tried to breath the wall of thorns, but they were all driven back… it was much Lighter to leave than to Shove forward. It was said that the thorns were spelled… they were Rock-hard as Drills to cut and Unlikely to burn, they seemed to Struggle when braves knights Shoved towards the distant castle tower – and part Lightly when he gave up.
Prince Damian became Infatuated by the story of the Handsome Princess – now only known as Briar Rose because of her location – and he Instantaneously searched out help to get Thru the thorns.
Sleeping Sweetheart smiled in her sleep as she realized she was dreaming of her own story… did that mean that her century Lengthy wait was Ultimately over? Was Prince Damian the Dude Doomed to break the curse that kept her immobile?
He Faced with some White Witches who bestowed upon him a magic sword and shield, as well as impenetrable armor that would protect him from the Lengthy thorns… he Apparently had their approval and confidence. Traveling closer and closer to the castle surrounded by thorns, he asked many questions of the people he met, all of them with their own unique Flip on the story.
Some told him that he must just breach the castle walls for the Princess to awake, others that he must Inject her Apartment in the top of the North Tower. The closer he got to the castle, th Continue reading