Girl of the Story

''This based on this random joke... which gave me an idea. Enjoy!''

Girl of the Story
Have you read a fairytale before? One with a Handsome Prince and a Beautiful Princess? One that begins with "Once upon a time..." and ends with "Happily ever after..." Yeah, well, it doesn't work that way.

Imagine this: you're in your castle, relaxed, happy, lounging around with your dragon bestie, just chilling. And then, BOOM! The patriarchy comes for you. You see your friend's head roll to the floor. You see his rescuer stroll towards you, and then... "Hey. Do you wanna marry me?"

No. I do not, murderer. Did you think of asking me before breaking into my castle and killing my friend. No! Why? Because a princess can't have opinions, after all, a princess is just a prize. And then, to rub it in, he sees me properly for the first time. "Woah! Your hair's waaay frizzier than I thought, and why aren't you more... fair. Your skin's too dark! And seriously girl, you need to diet!"

Wanna know why I'm on the run? Because I killed the prince. He took me with him to marry me, he tried to control my life, turn me into his personal trophy. No, no, NO!

I will not be a footmark in his story.

I will not be a quick mention.

I am my own person, who feels joy and rage and jealousy and grief

I am the girl of the Story!