Theme #49
Because I've hit a writer's block on my NaNo novel, and because I like writing introspective pieces.
Enjoy!
49. A familiar song
pencil gal
357 words
When Usagi was a little girl her mother had told her stories about princesses in danger and the Prince Charmings who came to rescue them. Her favourites had always been Cinderella, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves and Sleeping Beauty. She had dreamed many times over, as most little girls do, of being a princess and finding her very own prince.
After the bedtime stories Usagi’s mother would sing lullabies to her. Though the song that Usagi had always fallen asleep to, the song that had played in her head, had sounded nothing like the lullabies her mother sang. She had always liked to imagine that the music in her head was her “princess music”.
Now Usagi was older and she knew the truth. She had been granted her childish wish. She was a reincarnated princess and she had her very own prince. But Usagi no longer wanted it. She was Princess Serenity but at the same time she wasn’t. Her Prince Charming was the one guy who had spent months teasing her. Throw in the fact that Prince Charming was brainwashed and that she was meant to save the world, and suddenly all Usagi wanted to do was go back to being that little girl with her dreams rather than deal with her realities.
And now Usagi could understand the song as well. The music that had played in the back of her mind since she was born, the music that had comforted her, that had annoyed her, that had sung her to sleep. The song that she had labeled her “princess music”. Usagi had gotten it right with that one. She now knew why the song had stayed with her, why it had always been so familiar. Her mother - no, not her mother, Serenity’s mother - had sung it to her everyday in her past life.
The music was playing even louder than normal at that moment. Usagi wondered where Prince Charming was and what he was doing right that second. She wondered if things would be simple again.
Usagi wondered why real life could never have the ‘happily ever afters’ that the fairy tales had.
- Samantha
Enjoy!
49. A familiar song
pencil gal
357 words
When Usagi was a little girl her mother had told her stories about princesses in danger and the Prince Charmings who came to rescue them. Her favourites had always been Cinderella, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves and Sleeping Beauty. She had dreamed many times over, as most little girls do, of being a princess and finding her very own prince.
After the bedtime stories Usagi’s mother would sing lullabies to her. Though the song that Usagi had always fallen asleep to, the song that had played in her head, had sounded nothing like the lullabies her mother sang. She had always liked to imagine that the music in her head was her “princess music”.
Now Usagi was older and she knew the truth. She had been granted her childish wish. She was a reincarnated princess and she had her very own prince. But Usagi no longer wanted it. She was Princess Serenity but at the same time she wasn’t. Her Prince Charming was the one guy who had spent months teasing her. Throw in the fact that Prince Charming was brainwashed and that she was meant to save the world, and suddenly all Usagi wanted to do was go back to being that little girl with her dreams rather than deal with her realities.
And now Usagi could understand the song as well. The music that had played in the back of her mind since she was born, the music that had comforted her, that had annoyed her, that had sung her to sleep. The song that she had labeled her “princess music”. Usagi had gotten it right with that one. She now knew why the song had stayed with her, why it had always been so familiar. Her mother - no, not her mother, Serenity’s mother - had sung it to her everyday in her past life.
The music was playing even louder than normal at that moment. Usagi wondered where Prince Charming was and what he was doing right that second. She wondered if things would be simple again.
Usagi wondered why real life could never have the ‘happily ever afters’ that the fairy tales had.
- Samantha