♔ ── a medley of dreams !! ))

[faelyn]

[faelyn]

gently rising and falling. the peaks of the hills and valleys were ivory, turned white by an angel’s breath. the willows were elegantly draped with the pearls of winter. it was beautiful. with silver moths adorning the crown of his head, wisps of white froliced just beyond his trembling lips. a gentle tease from the cold, maybe? he hoped so.

the kiss of winter along his cheek made him too numb to feel. everything was spiralling, seeming as though nothing could be touched, not even the enchanting jewels glistening beneath his toes. was he dreaming? if only, it was true.

if only, the screams of his father would flee from his heart and be silenced for a lifetime to come.
but, of course, wishes were cruel.

so, he ran. until he couldn’t go any further.
the blue adorning his lashes were slow as the promise that blossomed in his heart. like a rose flecked with thorns. it was an unspoken mantra, one of how he would go back. but, not now.

he was far too cold.
maybe, a little shut-eye could do the trick. it didn’t seem like a bad idea.

laying his head along the ivory stones that flecked the fields, a shiver trembled in his aching heart. with shadows dancing in his vision, the darkness was soothing to his heart. a manifestation of a dream that rode on a stallion’s back.

he had barely noticed the gentle touch of fingers along his back.
“don’t let dreams take you, sweetheart. it’s not your time yet.”

was she an angel? she must be. the sparkle of her eyes was like a falling star in the night, a whisper that called to him and lifted him from his trance of dreams and nightmares. “i don’t understand.”

“oh, little one, you will. i promise.” a plumy tail tickled his chin, it was a soft embrace he hadn’t felt in so long. but, it didn’t change reality. the truth that he was too cold and how the shadows danced around him, tempting him to sleep.
and sleep, eternally.

“i’m so cold.” the soft melody of weakness was bittersweet, lulling the ache in his heart, but the familiar sting of angry tears came in like the rush of ocean. “it’s alright, just come close, child. let me tell you a story..”

“i’d like that.”

[faelyn]

throne rooms of gold, adorned with pearls of all different shades. from the lightest of blushes to the darkest of blues, they sparkled ever-so brilliantly against the silver thrones of the kings and queens. a seat that she had always dreaded to sit upon.

a thousand fireflies illuminated the snowdrops that danced in the midst of the silvers of a dwindling season, a beautiful clash between the colors of autumn and winter. she had always loved the soft watercolors painted ever-so elegantly across the skies. always adored the songs that songbirds sang every morning. the magical essence of nature would forever captivate her heart and the glow of fairies would steal away the nightmares.
but, nothing would replace the absence of a mother’s love. a feeling that would’ve warmed her soul like no other.

as a child, she would remember all those long ago days with sunshine and roses. dancing across the fields with her mother at her side. she longed to feel the glimpse of gentle kisses along her cheeks once more and hear the beautiful melody of her mother’s voice adorning the springtime flowers with an enchantment that could never be matched. it seemed only like a hopeless dream when those lovely things once lived. a lifetime ago, when she was a daughter to maiden who loved her to no end. it was all gone, now. snatched away into the hands of..
an enchanted mirror.

she could see her mother, now.
soft green eyes alight as they wandered across the dancing surface of the mirror. her mother’s lips were pursed in a chorus of a song that couldn’t be heard. locks of an alluring auburn had froliced out of reach from a braid that danced down the maiden’s back, jewels sparkling as the soft breeze pursued the dawn. her mother had always been a beautiful queen. one of the most charming that has ever sat on a throne. she had a heart of gold and would see the good in every single soul, no matter how hard it was.
but… sometimes… sometimes the queen never seemed to see the goodness in herself.

blue adorned her lashes, fluttering with her sorrows, a song orchestrated by a dream that would never come true. it stung. the feeling that she would never be good enough for the one who raised her. would never be the perfect princess, her mother wished for her to be.

“is something wrong, milady?”

his voice was a forte. a beautiful melody that stopped the reckless beat of her heart. she would know the voice from anywhere. merek. a knight that she had known since she was a child. “no, my lord. i’m alright. a beautiful day, don’t you think?”

the smallest of smiles softened the vast seas that swayed in his eyes. a lullaby that seemed to calm the storm of her heart. “have you thought about my proposition?”

eyes of gold burned into her, dancing as those words that promised a whole new world came flooding back. a sigh shuddered in her chest, shutting out the light that glimmered around her in alluring waves. “yes, i have, merek.”

“then, we’ll be leaving at twilight.”

[faelyn]

the mauve glow of twilight had fallen.
beautiful and deadly, the skies about cradelled the shivering shadows. shadows that glinted with a darkness that seemed to snatch away the creatures of ivory that basked in the sparkle of blue.

her heart was a fierce warrior. the only betrayal of her fear. would the wolves hear her? she couldn’t stay for long.

the homes of fairies were twinkling with a soft copper light, their candles adorned across the draping tangle of willows. it was beautiful. but, it would never be the same.
not after this.

“princess, i see you’ve brought a souvenir with you.” the sparkle of gold eyes and tangles of silver froliced beyond her, a spotlight captivating the darkness in it’s vivacious embrace. it was about time. “yes.. my godmother gave it to me when i was young.” gently holding up the intricately weaved basket to the knight, the shine of a silk ribbon made her heart warm from familiarity. “do you like it?”

“ we should get going.”
“of course, merek.”

breath caught in her chest the shine of a thousand stars lit a beautiful pathway. a pathway she had always longed to follow. lanterns hung from the dainty libraries, letting their embroidered titles shine in it’s warm glow.
rumpelstiltskin.
it was a strange name. the first one that caught her eye that was. she was drawn to the unfamiliarity of it all. a second look wouldn’t hurt. would it? reaching out a gentle paw to touch those ancient pages, her heart stopped as ivory teeth sank into her scruff. lips parting into silent scream, a familiar voice seemed to light up the fear. it was just merek. “what were you thinking, milady?”
“you scared me! you don’t have to do that.”
“would you rather have the wolves come to get you, princess?”

silence.
“i thought so.”

[faelyn]

x
“what happened next?”
voice like a feather in a storm, those soft eyes of the maiden was so comforting as they danced with a light that would never be matched. a beautiful laugh was sung from her lips, a symphony of innocence and love for a stranger she had only just met. “you’ll see, little one..” lips curling into a sweet smile, she leaned in close, a shield to the billowing winds of a silver season. “now, the knight and the princess…”

[faelyn]

the sonata of a thousand dreams danced across the darkness of a dwindling twilight. a peace that was ever-so fleeting.
daylight spoke of the coming of dawn. it’s lovely glow lighting up every shadow. eyes fluttering open, like a moth to an open flame, the songbirds still sang a symphony like no other. but, something felt wrong. oh, so wrong. “merek?”
nothing.

he didn’t leave her did he?
she didn’t want to believe it.

“it’s time to go, merek!” the response was only the sound of lyrebirds, an echo of her own voice. a song all by itself. nothing close to the deep rumble of the knight’s voice. had he really?
no, no, no. it couldn’t be.

footsteps dancing across the stones embellished with silvers, her heart was beating so fast. too fast. every part of her screamed. told her that it was too dangerous to be out here on her own. she knew it all too well. but, there was nothing she could do. she had to find him.
but, in the end, she couldn’t. he was nowhere to be seen, felt, or touched.

fear. horror. betrayal. it was all too much.
“merek!” her shriek was dire, catching in her throat in a choked back sob. tears stung her eyes before she could hold them back, she shouldn’t have trusted him. shouldn’t have trusted that serious smile that promised a whole new world. “come out, you-”
but, it didn’t matter much anymore.

she had no more strength to cry out. sinking to her knees, down to the fields of darkness, it didn’t help to know she was all alone.
a friend to the shadows for what seemed like eternity.

[faelyn]

it was all wrong.
her heart ached. throat sore from the sobs. eyes red from tears. she was lost. she had tried to puzzle her way through the woods. but, it was an endless maze. with pathways too similar and trees that seemed to move. on a lonely hill, she could see it. a little cottage, fashioned with roses and windows of glass. maybe, there was someone to help her there.

“not so fast, princess.” it was a strange voice. definitely not one she had heard before.
definitely not merek. a counterfeit elegance of a smile was upon her features, shining radiantly over the tears that once brimmed her eyes. swallowing a little, her breath was stolen away into strained gasp as she saw it.

it was unlike anything she had ever seen.
massive fangs that glinted a bright ivory in the sunlight. fur that fell in soft waves down it’s back. it’s eyes were red, but not with tears. it was staring her down. she was prey and he.. a predator.

“i’m sorry, sire. i have to go.” footsteps light, locks of white spiralled around her, seizing her in a brutish embrace. unlike anything she would’ve ever imagined.
lyrics with no meaning were spun from her lips. a soprano with a note of terror. a scream.

the world was spiralling out of control. like the ocean captivated in a storm.
she could feel his jaws clamped around her neck, sinking in, tearing scarlet flowers from her neck. she couldn’t breath as if the wind and the breeze had turned against her. it was a nightmare.

“please.” a plea fluttered from her lips, dainty and meek as those scarlet eyes wandered to hers. “don’t hurt me.” there was no response.
only the sonata of an endless dream.

[faelyn]

x
the gentle fall of silver dwindled, falling into a twilight like no other. the fairytale seemed to shiver in the air, a symphony of emotion beyond anything he had ever heard. "was the princess alright?" the maiden's voice trailed off, a diminuendo
adorning the air. "after the wolf attacked, it left her for the dead.." eyes of amber winked a little, a reassurance in the darkness of the night. "but, the souls in the cottage.. dwarves.. they saved her. gave her a life beyond anything she would've ever imagined..." the gentle stroke of tongue danced across his cheek, a slight pause in the song of the fairytale. "and for that she would eternally be grateful."
"was she happy?"
"of course, if she wasn't... she wouldn't be here."