Servitude.

My thoughts after reading this was, for every happy ending, there will be a sad one. A balance? :P

A really interesting story, it shows how seeing the story from a different perspective may change the view of the ending per se. if seen from the servants point of view its sad even though it should be happy ( since she is practically free but she doesn't know what freedom is hence sad but eventually she will see the happiness, it will take a while though). However, from the prince and princess they experienced a happy ending, and later on perhaps a sad one, because they were used to having servants and who knows they may not have them anymore. . . or they might..

See good story, now I'm thinking what happens next.

I'm in love with this idea... of capturing the servants point of view of the fairy-tale love story! Ugh, I'm jealous you thought of this first!!! :P

You know, you never truly think of that in the story... sure the prince and princess move on with their lives ... and the servants are no doubt happy for them, but a part of their life... serving the princess, etc...is no longer there. They don't know what to do with themselves because it's been their daily routine for years.

Great write, girlie! :)

MaryAnne, this gives a whole new meaning to happy ever after and the whole fairytale thing.
I often wonder how you come up with these ideas and prompts because, wow... They are amazing.

This poem, the emotion is so strong, and to see it from the servants point of view is just powerful and something I never really thought of.

I'm back, and ready to comment...I still am in awe of this write and not sure if what I'm going to say will make sense, but I'll try.

They wore satin robes, a heart protected by
intangible armor,
and nothing of the legacy of their people
while they journeyed to begin a new life
touched by freedom.

^^Love can be such a heartbreak and the whole Cinderella, Rapunzel etc stories and ideas on love really do set us women up for the fall. But I love that you wrote about a love that was strong, and was to be, but while following their hearts, they left behind people that once mattered to them. And that can be true today, how love and romance can shadow all other relationships.
I loved the imagery to start off...a great opening to catch the reader.

It only took two days and five hours
to bury every injustice, impoverished home,
and faithless corruption

^^Love the use of time here.

existing since before she was born onto
the silver throne.
He was a foreigner, swelling her head up
with murmurs of a dreamland where unreality
could keep them young and vivid with love,
taking them wherever in swift movements.

But there are no white horses.

^^This makes me think that the love seems strong and real but the servants left behind can't help but think that the mirror is deceiving, that what they see isn't what shall be.

I crawl through the tiny, painful crack of
sunshine to be apart from the heavy
hollowness these castle walls moan.

But there are no gardens.

^^How sad but beautiful, what amazing imagery and thoughts, the idea of the walls moaning, maybe because they harbour secrets and what to be knocked down and rebuilt to make new memories

I loved this piece, it just felt so dreamy but at the same time, it was powerful

Still, love this poem...it's really well penned and thought out...
I love the ideas you have...you are amazing MaryAnne

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