This is a short story I wrote for Halloween based off the vocaloid song: The Witch and the Princess. If you decide to read this, I highly encourage you to listen to the song on YouTube! Long ago, two mighty kingdoms existed in the land. The glorious blue kingdom, ruled by an ambitious king, and his loyal subjects, and the proud white kingdom, ever boastful of its strength and invincibility. A queer rumor blackened the hearts of the peaceful citizens. The word on the street was, in the dark forest, far from the white and blue kingdoms, there was a witch who would listen to your whishes. She could do anything with her dark, suspicious power. But no matter how many wishes she granted, no one ever became happy. Gorgeous sights, beautiful songs, delicious meals, and extraordinary feelings. For the sixteen year old princess of the white kingdom, these luxuries were commonplace. Her father was the king after all, and as the kings daughter, the beautiful princess expected to be treated better than everyone else. Other than her four year old sister, she had no siblings, which meant when she came of age, she would inherit the crown. She enjoyed the thought, but for her, enjoying herself was much more important than governing a kingdom. Her life was good, and filled with pleasure. But that would all end. In the middle of the black night, the blue kingdom attacked without warning, and though it's army was relatively small, it overpowered the white kingdoms forces with ease. Blue soldiers destroyed the kingdom and left it in ruin. The palace burned to the ground and with it, the king, queen, and their daughter, but the sixteen year old princess somehow clung to life. All that she had ever valued burned in the embers of the white kingdom. Though she had had everything, she lost it all. There was nothing left of her old life. Nothing left, but sadness, and growing hatred. The word on the street was, a princess from a destroyed kingdom in her torn dress, ran away to the dark forest. As she ran, the princess' tears would not stop. She had heard of the witch in the forest, and wanted to see if the rumors were true. She did not care whether it would make her happy or not. She had nothing to lose. She walked for a long time in the forest before finding the witch's cottage. She knew exactly what she wanted. The witch peered through the dirty windows of her wooden house, and saw the princess standing outside. The door slowly creaked open, revealing a cloaked woman with her face hidden behind the darkness of her hood. Though her face was unseeable, it was clear from the witch's wrinkled hands and gray hair that she was very old. The princess locked her fingers as if ready to beg. Her tongue disclosed her true feelings as she began to speak. "Witch of the forest, I wish to you. Please grant my wish." The witch looked closely at the ruined princess and laughed. The witch was about to close the door, when the young princess continued with a cold bitterness and desperation that attracted the witch. "I have no gold, silver or treasure. But perhaps you would want my hair, or voice, my eyes, or even my life?!" She had been raped of her innocence, and pillaged of her pride. Her mind was as tattered as her dress. "I'll give you anything for my revenge!!!" The witch walked up to the princess, and took her hand. The witch felt the soft skin of the young beauty. "I shall grant your wish." Word on the street was, in the dark forest, the witch and the princess made a contract. The witch would lend out some of her suspicious power in exchange for the princess' youth and beauty. Together, they traveled to the edge of the mighty blue kingdom, and prepared for its fall. Finally, the day had come. The princess had asked only for revenge. She raised her hands, and in the beat of a heart, it was done. Sorrow, suffering, fear, and misfortune were what she desired for all. She cursed everyone. Finally, the wish was granted, and all in the blue palace anguished. The king of the blue kingdom screamed in agony as his heart burst, crying red tears of regret. For just a moment, the princess could feel the pain of the blue king, and for just a moment, she smiled in delight. The witch had fulfilled her agreement, and she became a sixteen year old beauty wearing a torn dress. The witch, happy to be young and beautiful, skipped through the path leading home. Suddenly, while returning to the dark forest, the witch's tears would not stop. No matter how hard she tried, she could not hold back her grief, because the princess of the white kingdom was engulfed in despair. The words that echoed inside the witch's head was only "revenge". Sorrow, suffering, fear, and misfortune had spread through the land. Not one person was spared. And now, not even the witch. Once upon a time, a kingdom was destroyed for someone's wish. An ambitious ruler, unable to conquer, visited the witch. The witch and the king made an agreement in the dark forest. The witch and the princess made an agreement in the dark forest. Two kingdoms destroyed through the hatred of two people. The words that echoed inside the witch's head was only "revenge" "revenge" "revenge". But who could she punish now? All the world suffered but the princess of the white kingdom, who died an early death. Her years had been taken from her, and yet she bore a gentle smile on her deathbed. Her vengeance had brought her peace. And still, she is now dead. The witch lived the rest of her long life in misery. No one was spared, and no one ever became happy.
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