Sleeping Beauty: Book 1 Chapter 1

Verse 1
A lovely girl let out the most trifling yawn.

Opening her heavy eyelids ever so slightly, she pondered her situation.

"I'm so very tired," Sleeping Beauty said.

"I would much prefer to stay in bed.

I could take a most luxurious nap...

I really have no need for a Prince Charming,

either. He would just interrupt my rest."

"That's right...

I should ask my author to craft a new story... A better story.

One where I never have to wake up!"

Even if it takes all the lives in the world to pay for it.

Author...Where are you?

Wanna meet him? Then kill!

Enemies everywhere! Kill 'em!

No, I'm too sleepy. Ahh...

Wait... What? She fell asleep?!

Verse 2
Her castle was a cage.

Everyone slept soundly, and not a peep could be heard throughout.

Verse 3
Her dear parents gave her a sweet goodnight kiss.

So soft, so gentle...

but it still tickled her forehead.

Verse 4
She continued to dream, unaware of night and day.

What fantasy will she envision today?

Tonight? Time matters little.

Verse 5
I can go anywhere in my dreams.

A field of flowers, a beautiful beach, a lush mountain, the sky's the limit!

Only in dreams am I truly free.

Verse 6
Here, I can be anything I want...

Even a charming prince!

Why would I need one in the boring waking world?

Verse 7
I feel sorry for the fairies who tried to protect me.

If I am honest though, I prefer it here, under the witch's curse.

Verse 8
Thank goodness for that spinning wheel!

It matters not that I'm not the most popular princess.

I only wish to sleep forever.

So please...

Verse 9
Let me sleep, would you?

Let me find happiness under my covers...

Or else...

Verse 10
Sleeping Beauty dozed off again.

Her face like an angel's, she slept in deepest repose.

But, you know what? She is not a morning person.

So if you try to wake her,

you should be very,

very gentle.

Unlike those pesky little nightmares.

They were not gentle when they roused her.

Who cares about the real world?

Who woke me up? Parrah? Noya?

No! It was that stupid nightmare!

Oh, okay. I'll kill it, then.

Then I'll kill the rest of you for waking me.

Whoa! What a show of anger and rage!

But those rude nightmares came and tore her from her slumber!

They were swiftly wrapped in briars, sharp thorns piercing them to death.

All she longed for was sleep. Wrapped in sheets warmed by the sun,

head buried in the softest pillow.

Her wish harms none...hinders none!

That's why anyone who gets in her way deserves to die, without exception.

Languor.

It all started with a prick from a cursed spinning wheel.

Discordant Poem
Don't they know a gentle kiss

is all that's needed to wake a princess?

Stop shaking me like a doll!

In sleep she called, not for a prince's kiss,

but for softer sheets.

She truly wanted for nothing save an endless slumber.