Post by Briar Rose on Jul 14, 2008 17:11:23 GMT -8
"They never want me to meet anyone," Briar Rose softly explained to her friends, consisting of numerous birds, a squirrel and two rabbits. They were her only 'friends' to speak of, although there were actual humans that Rose remembered. "But you know something? I fooled them. I have met someone," she said after a light giggle, pleased with her retrospection. The animals squirmed with anticipation.
Who? an owl asked.
"A... princess," Rose replied. Saying the word brought a smile to her lips. "Princess Cinderella. She has blue eyes, a sweet voice... and she is so beautiful..." She pressed her back against the trunk of a large tree as she realized how happy she would be if the important Cinderella was sweet enough to befriend a bland peasant such as herself.
"And there was Donald," she continued to explain, "an adorable, talking duck with a funny voice." She couldn't help but giggle softly as she recalled the anthropomorphic waterfowl. The animals, however, were confused at the prospect of an English-speaking duck.
"Then I met a girl named Wendy, and a bear was with her... but then some strange men came to us." Her smile had faded as she recalled the man of whom she thought: Captain Hook. "I'm afraid I didn't really like them," she admitted. She felt terrible, but they were indeed dark in manners.
"But I didn't tell Aunt Flora, Aunt Fauna, and Aunt Merryweather. I know they wouldn't approve." She closed her eyes and weakly sighed. "I wish I could meet her again..."
Who? an owl asked.
"A... princess," Rose replied. Saying the word brought a smile to her lips. "Princess Cinderella. She has blue eyes, a sweet voice... and she is so beautiful..." She pressed her back against the trunk of a large tree as she realized how happy she would be if the important Cinderella was sweet enough to befriend a bland peasant such as herself.
"And there was Donald," she continued to explain, "an adorable, talking duck with a funny voice." She couldn't help but giggle softly as she recalled the anthropomorphic waterfowl. The animals, however, were confused at the prospect of an English-speaking duck.
"Then I met a girl named Wendy, and a bear was with her... but then some strange men came to us." Her smile had faded as she recalled the man of whom she thought: Captain Hook. "I'm afraid I didn't really like them," she admitted. She felt terrible, but they were indeed dark in manners.
"But I didn't tell Aunt Flora, Aunt Fauna, and Aunt Merryweather. I know they wouldn't approve." She closed her eyes and weakly sighed. "I wish I could meet her again..."
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