Things had changed in the beast’s castle. Though the world outside was always shrouded in snow and night, the halls of the keep were always full of candlelight. Rosa and the beast rapidly became great friends with each other in the days following the shift into winter. Every day from bell to bell, they seldom left each other’s sides.
“…And that’s more or less a complete history of the United States,” Rosa said, finishing her lecture on American history as they both stepped back into the entrance foyer, lit up by a restored crystal chandelier.
“Your land is like Almeria. They have many revolutions and a new president every five years,” said the beast.
“Almeria was to the south right? Somewhere on the Eastern continent?” she asked.
“Yes. Very south. Very hot. Don’t go in the summer,” he replied.
“Maybe it might be a little more like Australia then. It’s …show more content…
This was supposed to be my day. I was going to be king. I am the king, it seems. I have no kingdom anymore. I don’t know where I am. I don’t know what happened. Someone cut me badly. I need a healer. Where is Leonora? I can’t find her anywhere. I’ve been searching for hours but the sky hasn’t changed at all. Maybe I’m going blind. All I remember was taking her back up to my tower and her screaming at something in the mirror…What the hell is going on?
“Fourteenth day of the last moon. The castle is totally empty. The sky is still dark outside. Is this a nightmare? My wound keeps getting worse. I tried binding it with my cloak but it isn’t working. I need help.
“Fifteenth day of the last moon. There’s no food or water anywhere. No life. No sun. I want to get out. I want Leonora.
“Sixteenth day. Something is changing. My wound keeps hurting. I don’t understand it. My head hurts too, right on the sides above my ears. It’s as if something is trying to rip its way out of my skull. It hurts so badly. This doesn’t look right. Please help me Enoa. What did I do to deserve
“…And that’s more or less a complete history of the United States,” Rosa said, finishing her lecture on American history as they both stepped back into the entrance foyer, lit up by a restored crystal chandelier.
“Your land is like Almeria. They have many revolutions and a new president every five years,” said the beast.
“Almeria was to the south right? Somewhere on the Eastern continent?” she asked.
“Yes. Very south. Very hot. Don’t go in the summer,” he replied.
“Maybe it might be a little more like Australia then. It’s …show more content…
This was supposed to be my day. I was going to be king. I am the king, it seems. I have no kingdom anymore. I don’t know where I am. I don’t know what happened. Someone cut me badly. I need a healer. Where is Leonora? I can’t find her anywhere. I’ve been searching for hours but the sky hasn’t changed at all. Maybe I’m going blind. All I remember was taking her back up to my tower and her screaming at something in the mirror…What the hell is going on?
“Fourteenth day of the last moon. The castle is totally empty. The sky is still dark outside. Is this a nightmare? My wound keeps getting worse. I tried binding it with my cloak but it isn’t working. I need help.
“Fifteenth day of the last moon. There’s no food or water anywhere. No life. No sun. I want to get out. I want Leonora.
“Sixteenth day. Something is changing. My wound keeps hurting. I don’t understand it. My head hurts too, right on the sides above my ears. It’s as if something is trying to rip its way out of my skull. It hurts so badly. This doesn’t look right. Please help me Enoa. What did I do to deserve