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MONSTER (Part 1)
The story begins somewhere unknown to you and well known to me. In a time not known to man or beast. A princess with waves of ruby hair, her name was Stella. She was a sad soul and no one knew how broken inside she was.
One day she met a handsome prince with eyes like the ocean and he helped her be happy again. Alas, things are not always as they seem for he had his own curse and no matter how hard she tried to help him, she couldn't and she didn't love him no matter how badly she wanted to.
One day, while strolling about the palace grounds, she ventured to the garden. She gazed admiringly at the white roses (for they were her favourite) and when she reached out to touch them she got the sting of a thorn and cried out. A worker came running and grabbed her hand.
"Are you alright Madam?" He asked, and she couldn't answer this handsome stranger since she was in awe at his beauty. "W-what's your name?" She finally choked out. He looked at her oddly. "I'm Monster." He answered. "Monster?" She pushed her eyebrows together. She knew, looking into his dark eyes, there was something deeper, and she also knew no matter how strange she was already in love with him...
One day she met a handsome prince with eyes like the ocean and he helped her be happy again. Alas, things are not always as they seem for he had his own curse and no matter how hard she tried to help him, she couldn't and she didn't love him no matter how badly she wanted to.
One day, while strolling about the palace grounds, she ventured to the garden. She gazed admiringly at the white roses (for they were her favourite) and when she reached out to touch them she got the sting of a thorn and cried out. A worker came running and grabbed her hand.
"Are you alright Madam?" He asked, and she couldn't answer this handsome stranger since she was in awe at his beauty. "W-what's your name?" She finally choked out. He looked at her oddly. "I'm Monster." He answered. "Monster?" She pushed her eyebrows together. She knew, looking into his dark eyes, there was something deeper, and she also knew no matter how strange she was already in love with him...
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