Yami Shorts

  There was once a King who loved his daughter and wanted to protect her. He did not want to restrict her either, so he took the best twig of his ivy in his most beautiful of gardens and turned it into a silver ring without a thorn upon it. He then placed a blessing upon it so that it would protect the one who wore it from evil. He then gave it to his young daughter. Then, one day she lost the ring to a thief. Angrily,  she chased the man as his face scarred her mind. She only stopped when she was out of breath and he was far too far from the horizon. Yet she knew that the ring was now lost.  She knelt there, weeping. She wept and wept until an old lady passed her by. She caught the princesses' attention as the princess brought the old ladies'.  "My deer, why are you crying?" She asked sweetly. "I am crying because a man stole my ring given to me by my father!" She replied. "My! What an awful man! How about you come home with me and I will teach you my

  There was once a Demon King and his daughter, a Witch Princess, who ruled over a kingdom and were evil and wicked to their subjects. They unjustly beet and subjected them to unbearable torture. Sometimes they did it to cover up their own misdeeds but it was mainly for their own pleasure.  Then an old man came to them to tell them about their fortune. He was an oracle that had given many prophecies in many Kingdoms that came true regardless of time. He knelt before them and bowed. "I have seen your future and it is quite bleak. A child will bring a vengeful doom upon both of you if you continue in your evil ways and it will be your daughter that will cause it. It will be by her hand that vengeance will be put in that childs' heart, and it will be she that will invite this child into the castle with open arms and will nurture the childs' vengeance!" He said. Their lips curled as the Witch Princess took out her dagger and killed him there and then. The Demon King the

  Once there was a Doll, who lived in a Victorian dolls' house. She was designed by her creators to be easily controlled by her masters, her creators that always looked in at her and admired her young growing beauty. She was raised in this dolls' house and was never allowed out. The dolls' house was the only reality that she knew of, her entire world and she knew nothing of the outside world. Then one day she tried to cut one of the strings that was binding her to their will. Her masters did not like that so they shaped a sleeping potion and slipped it into her drink. They waited for her to fall asleep, once she was they restrung the broken string. When she woke, she spotted the new string and forgot about what she had done. Then one night she was rescued by a man and took her far away from her evil masters. He adopted her and gave her a mother and two siblings and a new life, but her strings remained. She tried to forget about then and lived with them. Soon the memories fa

  Valerie Valentine was a princess of the age of sixteen and the oldest of five sisters. There was no other hair to the throne of her kingdom. Thus, she knew that one day she would become Queen when her father died. Yet she could not help but feel jealousy towards her sisters. After all her sisters would wed the princes that they loved and chose a thing that she could not. If she was to marry anyone, it would be someone who would benefit the kingdom. This would be regardless of what her heart wanted, which was love and romance. Yet as she knew that this longing would never be satisfied so she did all to ignore it.  One day her father called her to his side.  "Yes father?" "Val, you know that I love you and I have thought long and hard and I have come to the conclusion that I do not want you to rule alone, for the burden of the crown is far too great and I wish for it not to crush you." "I understand and I will do my best!" "That is alright, for I have

  Jan opened her eyes and she slowly slid out of bed. She took a few steps and when the king and queen found out that their daughter was awake they soon rushed to her side. They soon wrapped their arms around her. They soon kissed her.  "How long was I asleep?" She asked. They looked at each other slightly afraid. "You have been asleep for over eleven years. You are twenty one." The king said. Her eyes widened as a man barged in. He was extraordinarily obiece and his golden locks were greasy and terribly unkept and unwashed. His face was covered in greasy sweat and his nose was bunged up with green mucus.  "Oh is she awake?" He snapped with a snobbish and entitled tone to his voice. "Yes Prince Vercy." "Has she been made aware of her position?" "What position?" The king let out a sigh. "As you were asleep he did not know if you were to wake. So, for the good of your kingdom you are to be my wife!" He said, folding hi

Once there was a young princess named Johanna or Jan for short. She had bright burning twin braids that curved upwards barely touching her shoulders. She was always showing off her lucky gap and twin dimples as she was barely seen without a smile. That made things pleasant for all who saw it and they were not lying or being nice whenever they told others that. She had no dark spot in her life.  When she was no older than nine years old, a man greeted her at her ninth birthday party as she skipped along. He had a crooked finger with long black crooked nails that were like talons. His features seemed kind like her grandfathers and his smile was like that of a doting grandfather. His light blue eyes looked kind too.  Her ears were greeted by a warm humming with a rich and beautiful tune that gave her an image of the sun, yet it was like that of a cold sun. She felt drawn to this tune and the old man that was humming it. He moved out of the room and she followed it and he walked out of the

  Farewell They soon came to the town of Seagrace called Wepart by noon. They soon climbed off the horse and walked into the town. Before they did they spotted a sign. Wepart We Part Here They then walked to a small tavern. With white walls and backwood timber. There was a plaque hanging from a pole and had a painting of a royal warship Immortal Return Yet despite the fact that they needed to get on a ship as soon as they could, they were too tired to think straight. This was why they walked in and booked a room for the night. They did not give their names but they knew that it cost more than they paid but they were far too tired to pay attention to that.  "On top of that I will sell you the horse too." Chashathrophogh said. The man looked at the stallion. He looked at the majestic tail and main and stroked his back. "I will give you three emerald for him." "Chip in four gold too. Maybe tired but not that tired." He commented. He looked back and smiled. &q

  Path Taken They did not stop until the very early hours of the morning. They soon set up camp and Bounty Hunter Bash caught three rabbits and picked some herbal leaves and Chashathrophogh cooked two of the rabbits while she looked for more food. She soon found some blueberries and grapes and picked them and brought them back as he finished the rabbits. She gave them to him. "Here, we can have them after." She said. "Thank you." "Don't mention it." "No, I meant thank you for rescuing me. Yet I know that now I have put a wedge between you and your mother. For that I am sorry." He said. "That is alright. After all, I believe that there was a wedge between us a long time ago." She admitted, though it did little to comfort her. He frowned. "How come?" "Only Father really got to know me there. Mother never even tried." "Why is that?" "I think that it was because I was too much like you and she did not