Writing Prompt #8
There had been a princess once, one that couldn’t be tamed nor put on dress for long. People said that she was cursed by a witch to be as savage as the animals on the earth and as wild as the woods in her kingdom, always destined to be these fierce and unlovable thing. People said that only a brave, brave prince could be the true love of the princess and break the curse that the witch bestowed over her.
There had been a princess once, one that had a chain around her neck and cuffs on her wrist to hold her back from running on the fields of her father’s kingdom. People said that she was cursed by a witch be savage and wild, always destined to be these fierce and unlovable thing. People said that only a brave, brave prince could be her true love and break the curse that the witch put on her.
But, oh, the people didn’t knew that there was no curse on the princess and that no witch had ever touched her with their magical fingers. The people didn’t know that she despised the day that a horrible, horrible prince would marry her and try to force her to be his true love. And the people didn’t know that far, far away from the kingdom, in a dark and savage forest lived a witch as dark and savage as the grounds that surrounded her, waiting and preparing for the day that she could finally put her fingers around the captive princess and take her away from there.













