A girl who spends her life depending on others calls. No faith in
tomorrow, not even today. A waiting her King she becomes a faire. Then back
to a human. Lidia made Annabelle, and Lizzy's life a living fantasy and
hell at the same time. Can you spend you whole life looking into the past
and others lives; for now you can. Magic faire dust helps every so often,
or is that called fate?
The Window
Here is where new sensations lead my soul to believe I am accepted to the world; although, I am not. My life was and is spent here watching over me. My closest friend is the window, which gives me light to other's lives. Talking to your self helps sometimes. But, to cope with something where there is no hope, pathetic. Here I sit waiting, awaking, dreaming of the next day.
Today Lidia my servant sends me a puzzle. I said I was puzzled enough to be kept locked in a room with demons. The demons in my soul I don't understand; they understand me. The puzzle was a beautiful gift. It was a kingdom. Not just an ordinary kingdom...One of greens, plants, sunlight, open spaces. One where I would like to visit. I figure since I don't receive gifts to often, this will have to last for a while. To complete the puzzle I only put one piece together once a day. This joy will make be my dimples shine. I shall brain storm a name for the kingdom. Royal Roses, Ivory Ink, or Exquisite Enchantment. Royal Roses wins with one vote! Tomorrow I shall discover it.
In the renaissance hallway I roam opening the door to the Royal Roses. A sign saying never to lead your self to room six, finks are there. Wonders at the tip of my tongue flow out singing a song to classic music, wondering on; I roam. Gardens, shops, boutiques, dining, gondolas, anything and everything you can imagine. Where to begin? Walk through a never-ending clear space of endless light I awaken to the Garden of Mysteries. New discoveries to be made and new adventures to take. Green grasses, red roses, the scent of nature. A sensation so real; I know I am there. Here. I walk to a gate. Enter I do. Here is where flowers surround you, a bench expecting me. I sit and take in the moment. Thinking, not praying. How do you pray? Thanks Lidia! The garden was wondrous (if there is such a word). More like wonderful. I gaze into the flowers and flush for a brief moment then recognize there was a swing. Not just a swing. A swing. A swing between two hallow trees.
"Hello, how do you do madam?" "Who are you.?" "Your friendly trunk of tree, are you three?" "No sorry, this is strange. I am n t three and you're a talking, queer, tree. Unique!" "Yes madam, what is your name?" "I don't think I have one." "Silly you. Everyone has a name." For a brief moment I was in another place, nameless. "Well silly you choose a name to represent your soul." "Ok. I love Lily or Annabelle, hmmm." "Well, my name is True the Tree. I try to be as true to you as I am to me." "Annabelle, yes. This is my name."
"Lizzy, awake! QUICK!!! Your medicine, you must take." I was zapped back to a reality. I swallow with tea and doze off into a wonderland again. Royal Roses, royal, and pure, sincere, secret, new and never- ending. Royal, renaissance, true tree bring you to me. Lidia I know knows of Royal Roses. How couldn't she? Lidia does not speak English. Lidia is a Native American. Lidia and Royal Roses is the closest contact I have to the world. If mummy rinds out father will come home and Royal Roses will die. Mummy I never meet, but every so often Mummy writes to me. Today I choose to write to True the Tree.
Dearest True Tree,
You my dear are true to me. Help me discover the hidden mysteries of this astonishing palace. You are my key to tomorrow. This garden helps me to release my negative thoughts. A new light in my dreams I saw yesterday. A bright, non- colored, un- sentimental, non- describable light. One where you see in a room of emptiness turned to enchantment. I will see you soon, again. Lidia knows of this place and I don't know how!
Yours truly,
Annabelle P.S Magic DOES exist*
Today through the window I see people. People laughing, experiencing, living; me crying. The tears of lost crying. The tears of lost seep down my cheek. Why aren't I their mummy? What have I done wrong father? Basketball, yes I did that once. Bounce, bounce, up and down. A cycle with two people on it. People I mean humans. Me, this body is not a human, and Annabelle; Annabelle, is a princesses. Street people, ordinary folks, everyone minding their own joys. Lovers walking hand in hand enjoying the pleasures of each other. I feel left out; I want to escape to Royal Roses. Today two puzzle pieces fit together. Royal Roses, Annabelle is back. Searching for True Tree to give him the letter I wonder to the wonderfuls'. No more darkness, only day. I meet a prince. I know, I can see him and smell him. Handsome, tall straight, hair cut perfectly. We exchange glances. A sweet kiss is exchanged. My hand in his we dance, till our heart singing. This truly is only the beginning, I think!
Night comes, day passes we still exchange glances. Dancing, dreaming, delicately dozing away into each other's arms. Holding back nothing. Letting everything come slowly. Progressing powerfully. Pleasing, plunging towards the sky dancing to reach the sky. Seeing the stars. Wings we fly to a place where we have never been. Loving each other. Prince of mine goddess of night and day please is mine. I am yours already. The night ends with a heartbeat. Day awakens me to more light. Love, Princess Annabelle
Day dreaming away yesterday was real. Sensational, superb, superior to anything which comes my way today. I awakened to my Prince. Had anything happened which I would regret? I only dream not. How could I regret something so real?
Princess comes away with me to my kingdom here in Royal Roses. Here you and me. I cannot go on without you. I would and will die for you. You my not know my name. If we meet again, I assure you we will know each other a lot more. You are royalty to me. Gold, glimmer, light, curiosity, pride, life and love; Love me like you did again today. You sing beautifully, you dance, you are my poet, and will you be mine? Beautiful flower of yesterday, today and tomorrow; welcome me to your fantasy, this is all I ask!
Prince my fantasy is yours now. I can only see you through Royal Roses; this is not good enough! Come to my window at night and we can escape again and again!
Fruitful princess Here I am knocking at your window, come out and play. And that much we did. I was part of his world; he was part of my world. Prince Ronnie was mine. Princess Annabelle was Prince Ronnie's. This night was speechless. He said that we hooked up the first time we meet and I was high on love. Hmm, I truly was always high on love (for now). The next experience wasn't any different. We grew to know more about each other. His father died and now he becomes king, but he needs a queen. I was proposed to for the first time on our second sensational experience. Breathless he took me off my feet. Royal Roses was Ronnie's and mine as of today. Prince Ronnie proposed to me with the Queen's jewels and a rose. Not just any rose the only rose of Royal Roses! The Rose was in a case set aside I lay with Ronnie gazing into the rose of royalty. A new odyssey began as of tonight. Good night everything and my King.
Ronnie was very understanding of me having to go home to the horrid room where humans are every so often. I went back during the day until dinner. Dinner and night was spent in Royal Roses.
I still wonder what happened to Ron's father and past ones. A touchy subject which I Queen tried to avoid. Ronnie was more then anything I ever had. Lidia does not know of King Ronnie yet and I don't plan on her knowing. Lidia can be nosy. Here I am Queen Annabelle Ronnie with my King of Royal Roses.
Today I wondered on a buggy ride with my King and in hand through our kingdom. I had a whole tour. I went to give True Tree the letter. I was acquainted with the gondola, which we went on that night until day came. Also the fields we amazing, filled of greens and I saw the fairies who lived there. And the butterfly palace room; my favorite. Oh my goodness the library of never seen before books blossoming. Our room was a mansion. Wow! Food of every kind, every flavor, coffee, tea, anything! Animals surrounding the gardens! Imagine if others knew about this place, then magic wouldn't exist any more. Today a kingdom meeting was called to order where I was acquainted with fairies, animals, and folks like us. King Ronnie didn't tell me I had to talk to them. I did though.
"Hello fellow friends! My name is Queen Annabelle and I hope to meet all of you individually pure in your heart. I meet King Ronnie within two days and wedded to him. I still have not discovered all the mysteries within Royal Roses. But, I have received a puzzle from a human servant, which helps me live my life today. Right now I am on the 3rd puzzle piece. All of you seem wonderful. Cheers to friendship, faith, and no finks!" "FINKS what are you talking about. Then you can't be our Queen. King Conner was a FINK! DO NOT REMIND US!!!" "Sorry, I apologize! I did not know." "Apology accepted." "Thank you, I was never accepted any where any time! Love you always your Queen Annabelle." Tonight King Ronnie and I took a walk to discuss the future. Wow, this was amazing to me. I have a future, this felt good to say. Princess, Queen, the past we do not discuss. The future we do. We need kids, all fairies have kids. WHAT? You are a fairy? You would know soon enough. Yes, I am and now since you are Queen you are, you are. I am what? You are a faire too! But, you are a faire to me only to others you are royalty. Once we have kids our kids will meet people. I will die. You will die with me and they will have kids. The Madriana Conner Royal fate must live on. We must die the same way as King Conner did. What but if I die with you I will go back to being a human. Yes, and that means the next Prince can marry you and you will live and die again. This will continue. But why, how could I love anyone besides you. You will do as I say or I will kill you when you become a human. I love you. I love you for loving me. Now loving one you must go back to your human life, I will see you tomorrow.
The window meets me today. I am scared to put another puzzle piece together, so I wait to. Out the window I only see me. My reflection. No future, day by day I await my next death to keep living. If I murder my self or over dose on medicine then the Royal Roses fate will fuse down. Everyday I make sweet love to the King Ronnie. Everyday I live until I sit here again. This puzzle was no gift. Lidia gave it to me for me to burn my self out and die. Lidia wants to be the next Queen. But now she can't and tomorrow isn't to satisfying either.
I whoever I am feel lost. What to do, no one to go to, nowhere to go. I Queen REFUSE to go back to my kingdom to die. So instead I will imagine of what my kingdom is. My imaginary kingdom with my imaginary friends. Not the kingdom, of doom.
Flowers blossoming, glistening, security, sensation, lust, love, compassion, passion and new experiences fill the air daily. Sun light blooming, waiting the midnight of a dark journey. A magic carpet awaking me to bring me to wherever my dreams shall take me. To warm mornings, cold nights, a lost past, alive presence, dancing, long walks in wide- open spaces, nap times of sleep, ballroom gatherings with everyone imaginable, and magic.
Today I shall do what I first dreamed of tomorrow. Weird, yes a tomorrow existed, to me. Today is a day of rest tomorrow the odyssey of my kingdom shall begin. Today I shall dream of killing Royal Roses! Goodbye Royal Roses, hello new kingdom.
Rolling through the meadows, running through the light, forgetting the dark. Yesterday shall be celebrated everyday. It will be known as the day Royal Rose's died. In one day I through the puzzle out the window. God forbid if whatever the servant's name was finds it! Well, she can have fun becoming the Queen and becoming an addict to a silly game. The sicker one's are more smart. This sicko is moving on to a better place.
With Royal Roses gone a new kingdom is made one of happiness.
Alone in my room with demons, no more to a new fantasy I go. With Lidia gone I learn to accept the world and look past the window. I now am aloud to live in the world with a family I never meet before. So much to see so little time! The world; one large garden of mysteries to discover.
The Window
Here is where new sensations lead my soul to believe I am accepted to the world; although, I am not. My life was and is spent here watching over me. My closest friend is the window, which gives me light to other's lives. Talking to your self helps sometimes. But, to cope with something where there is no hope, pathetic. Here I sit waiting, awaking, dreaming of the next day.
Today Lidia my servant sends me a puzzle. I said I was puzzled enough to be kept locked in a room with demons. The demons in my soul I don't understand; they understand me. The puzzle was a beautiful gift. It was a kingdom. Not just an ordinary kingdom...One of greens, plants, sunlight, open spaces. One where I would like to visit. I figure since I don't receive gifts to often, this will have to last for a while. To complete the puzzle I only put one piece together once a day. This joy will make be my dimples shine. I shall brain storm a name for the kingdom. Royal Roses, Ivory Ink, or Exquisite Enchantment. Royal Roses wins with one vote! Tomorrow I shall discover it.
In the renaissance hallway I roam opening the door to the Royal Roses. A sign saying never to lead your self to room six, finks are there. Wonders at the tip of my tongue flow out singing a song to classic music, wondering on; I roam. Gardens, shops, boutiques, dining, gondolas, anything and everything you can imagine. Where to begin? Walk through a never-ending clear space of endless light I awaken to the Garden of Mysteries. New discoveries to be made and new adventures to take. Green grasses, red roses, the scent of nature. A sensation so real; I know I am there. Here. I walk to a gate. Enter I do. Here is where flowers surround you, a bench expecting me. I sit and take in the moment. Thinking, not praying. How do you pray? Thanks Lidia! The garden was wondrous (if there is such a word). More like wonderful. I gaze into the flowers and flush for a brief moment then recognize there was a swing. Not just a swing. A swing. A swing between two hallow trees.
"Hello, how do you do madam?" "Who are you.?" "Your friendly trunk of tree, are you three?" "No sorry, this is strange. I am n t three and you're a talking, queer, tree. Unique!" "Yes madam, what is your name?" "I don't think I have one." "Silly you. Everyone has a name." For a brief moment I was in another place, nameless. "Well silly you choose a name to represent your soul." "Ok. I love Lily or Annabelle, hmmm." "Well, my name is True the Tree. I try to be as true to you as I am to me." "Annabelle, yes. This is my name."
"Lizzy, awake! QUICK!!! Your medicine, you must take." I was zapped back to a reality. I swallow with tea and doze off into a wonderland again. Royal Roses, royal, and pure, sincere, secret, new and never- ending. Royal, renaissance, true tree bring you to me. Lidia I know knows of Royal Roses. How couldn't she? Lidia does not speak English. Lidia is a Native American. Lidia and Royal Roses is the closest contact I have to the world. If mummy rinds out father will come home and Royal Roses will die. Mummy I never meet, but every so often Mummy writes to me. Today I choose to write to True the Tree.
Dearest True Tree,
You my dear are true to me. Help me discover the hidden mysteries of this astonishing palace. You are my key to tomorrow. This garden helps me to release my negative thoughts. A new light in my dreams I saw yesterday. A bright, non- colored, un- sentimental, non- describable light. One where you see in a room of emptiness turned to enchantment. I will see you soon, again. Lidia knows of this place and I don't know how!
Yours truly,
Annabelle P.S Magic DOES exist*
Today through the window I see people. People laughing, experiencing, living; me crying. The tears of lost crying. The tears of lost seep down my cheek. Why aren't I their mummy? What have I done wrong father? Basketball, yes I did that once. Bounce, bounce, up and down. A cycle with two people on it. People I mean humans. Me, this body is not a human, and Annabelle; Annabelle, is a princesses. Street people, ordinary folks, everyone minding their own joys. Lovers walking hand in hand enjoying the pleasures of each other. I feel left out; I want to escape to Royal Roses. Today two puzzle pieces fit together. Royal Roses, Annabelle is back. Searching for True Tree to give him the letter I wonder to the wonderfuls'. No more darkness, only day. I meet a prince. I know, I can see him and smell him. Handsome, tall straight, hair cut perfectly. We exchange glances. A sweet kiss is exchanged. My hand in his we dance, till our heart singing. This truly is only the beginning, I think!
Night comes, day passes we still exchange glances. Dancing, dreaming, delicately dozing away into each other's arms. Holding back nothing. Letting everything come slowly. Progressing powerfully. Pleasing, plunging towards the sky dancing to reach the sky. Seeing the stars. Wings we fly to a place where we have never been. Loving each other. Prince of mine goddess of night and day please is mine. I am yours already. The night ends with a heartbeat. Day awakens me to more light. Love, Princess Annabelle
Day dreaming away yesterday was real. Sensational, superb, superior to anything which comes my way today. I awakened to my Prince. Had anything happened which I would regret? I only dream not. How could I regret something so real?
Princess comes away with me to my kingdom here in Royal Roses. Here you and me. I cannot go on without you. I would and will die for you. You my not know my name. If we meet again, I assure you we will know each other a lot more. You are royalty to me. Gold, glimmer, light, curiosity, pride, life and love; Love me like you did again today. You sing beautifully, you dance, you are my poet, and will you be mine? Beautiful flower of yesterday, today and tomorrow; welcome me to your fantasy, this is all I ask!
Prince my fantasy is yours now. I can only see you through Royal Roses; this is not good enough! Come to my window at night and we can escape again and again!
Fruitful princess Here I am knocking at your window, come out and play. And that much we did. I was part of his world; he was part of my world. Prince Ronnie was mine. Princess Annabelle was Prince Ronnie's. This night was speechless. He said that we hooked up the first time we meet and I was high on love. Hmm, I truly was always high on love (for now). The next experience wasn't any different. We grew to know more about each other. His father died and now he becomes king, but he needs a queen. I was proposed to for the first time on our second sensational experience. Breathless he took me off my feet. Royal Roses was Ronnie's and mine as of today. Prince Ronnie proposed to me with the Queen's jewels and a rose. Not just any rose the only rose of Royal Roses! The Rose was in a case set aside I lay with Ronnie gazing into the rose of royalty. A new odyssey began as of tonight. Good night everything and my King.
Ronnie was very understanding of me having to go home to the horrid room where humans are every so often. I went back during the day until dinner. Dinner and night was spent in Royal Roses.
I still wonder what happened to Ron's father and past ones. A touchy subject which I Queen tried to avoid. Ronnie was more then anything I ever had. Lidia does not know of King Ronnie yet and I don't plan on her knowing. Lidia can be nosy. Here I am Queen Annabelle Ronnie with my King of Royal Roses.
Today I wondered on a buggy ride with my King and in hand through our kingdom. I had a whole tour. I went to give True Tree the letter. I was acquainted with the gondola, which we went on that night until day came. Also the fields we amazing, filled of greens and I saw the fairies who lived there. And the butterfly palace room; my favorite. Oh my goodness the library of never seen before books blossoming. Our room was a mansion. Wow! Food of every kind, every flavor, coffee, tea, anything! Animals surrounding the gardens! Imagine if others knew about this place, then magic wouldn't exist any more. Today a kingdom meeting was called to order where I was acquainted with fairies, animals, and folks like us. King Ronnie didn't tell me I had to talk to them. I did though.
"Hello fellow friends! My name is Queen Annabelle and I hope to meet all of you individually pure in your heart. I meet King Ronnie within two days and wedded to him. I still have not discovered all the mysteries within Royal Roses. But, I have received a puzzle from a human servant, which helps me live my life today. Right now I am on the 3rd puzzle piece. All of you seem wonderful. Cheers to friendship, faith, and no finks!" "FINKS what are you talking about. Then you can't be our Queen. King Conner was a FINK! DO NOT REMIND US!!!" "Sorry, I apologize! I did not know." "Apology accepted." "Thank you, I was never accepted any where any time! Love you always your Queen Annabelle." Tonight King Ronnie and I took a walk to discuss the future. Wow, this was amazing to me. I have a future, this felt good to say. Princess, Queen, the past we do not discuss. The future we do. We need kids, all fairies have kids. WHAT? You are a fairy? You would know soon enough. Yes, I am and now since you are Queen you are, you are. I am what? You are a faire too! But, you are a faire to me only to others you are royalty. Once we have kids our kids will meet people. I will die. You will die with me and they will have kids. The Madriana Conner Royal fate must live on. We must die the same way as King Conner did. What but if I die with you I will go back to being a human. Yes, and that means the next Prince can marry you and you will live and die again. This will continue. But why, how could I love anyone besides you. You will do as I say or I will kill you when you become a human. I love you. I love you for loving me. Now loving one you must go back to your human life, I will see you tomorrow.
The window meets me today. I am scared to put another puzzle piece together, so I wait to. Out the window I only see me. My reflection. No future, day by day I await my next death to keep living. If I murder my self or over dose on medicine then the Royal Roses fate will fuse down. Everyday I make sweet love to the King Ronnie. Everyday I live until I sit here again. This puzzle was no gift. Lidia gave it to me for me to burn my self out and die. Lidia wants to be the next Queen. But now she can't and tomorrow isn't to satisfying either.
I whoever I am feel lost. What to do, no one to go to, nowhere to go. I Queen REFUSE to go back to my kingdom to die. So instead I will imagine of what my kingdom is. My imaginary kingdom with my imaginary friends. Not the kingdom, of doom.
Flowers blossoming, glistening, security, sensation, lust, love, compassion, passion and new experiences fill the air daily. Sun light blooming, waiting the midnight of a dark journey. A magic carpet awaking me to bring me to wherever my dreams shall take me. To warm mornings, cold nights, a lost past, alive presence, dancing, long walks in wide- open spaces, nap times of sleep, ballroom gatherings with everyone imaginable, and magic.
Today I shall do what I first dreamed of tomorrow. Weird, yes a tomorrow existed, to me. Today is a day of rest tomorrow the odyssey of my kingdom shall begin. Today I shall dream of killing Royal Roses! Goodbye Royal Roses, hello new kingdom.
Rolling through the meadows, running through the light, forgetting the dark. Yesterday shall be celebrated everyday. It will be known as the day Royal Rose's died. In one day I through the puzzle out the window. God forbid if whatever the servant's name was finds it! Well, she can have fun becoming the Queen and becoming an addict to a silly game. The sicker one's are more smart. This sicko is moving on to a better place.
With Royal Roses gone a new kingdom is made one of happiness.
Alone in my room with demons, no more to a new fantasy I go. With Lidia gone I learn to accept the world and look past the window. I now am aloud to live in the world with a family I never meet before. So much to see so little time! The world; one large garden of mysteries to discover.