Flash Fiction : What a Beauty! by Begin Again Micro-fiction contest entry |
The kingdom buzzed. Prince Gargoyle would choose a bride. Every witch cast her favorite spell, hoping to be the fairest of all, as they danced and charmed him. An ugly witch happily danced alone until the Prince approached. He took her hand. "May I have this dance?" Eyes downcast, she lifted her ragged dress and curtsied, exposing orange socks and combat boots. Everyone snickered as the couple waltzed. The clock struck midnight. He gazed into her eyes. "Cold hands, warm heart, you shall be my bride." Everyone gasped. Smiling, beautiful Drusilla removed her ugly spell. They promised to live happily ever after and always wear orange socks!
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