Cinderella: Book 2 Chapter 3

Verse 1
With Pinocchio long gone,

Cinderella thought of his story.

A doll without a will of his own

who is incapable of saying no.

That must have been who she once was.

A sad, cinder-soiled servant.

But then he was saved

by the whims of a prince.

It was probably...

because Cinderella was beautiful.

Cinderella:

But ugly pigs need not apply.

Parrah:

This world belongs to the beautiful!

Cinderella:

Heh heh. Hard to swallow, isn't it?

Verse 2
If two people told you the same thing,

one beautiful and one ugly,

who would you believe?

Verse 3
If two people did the same thing,

one beautiful and one ugly,

who would you praise?

Verse 4
If two people were crying,

one beautiful and one ugly,

who would you comfort?

Verse 5
If two people committed murder,

one beautiful and one ugly,

who would you punish?

Verse 6
The prince chose me because I was beautiful.

He chose me only for this body.

He did not care about my mind.

Verse 7
I would have spent my life covered in chimney soot

had I been born ugly.

No fairy godmother, no veggie wheels.

Verse 8
It is quite unfortunate to be born ugly.

That is the true message of our stories.

Only the beautiful are saved.

That is the lesson our stories teach.

Verse 9
Ugliness is a sin on its own.

Verse 10
"Let's stop this futile conflict."

The spider's eight legs twitched and trembled as it pleaded.

"What did I do?

What reason do you have for killing me?"

Cinderella answered its question.

"Because you're hideous."

"You're hideous, and that's all the reason I need to kill you."

Spider:

Am I...ugly?

Is that why I'll die?

Cinderella:

Yes. Only the beautiful are spared.

The prince only has eyes for the beautiful.

Everything ugly will be left for dead!

A pitiful, gentle nightmare,

she thought to herself as she plucked the legs from the pleading spider.

She left it pinned to the ground, its pierced

body like a child's horrid experiment.

Cinderella sneered at the twitching, convulsing arachnid.

"Do you get it? Being hard on the eyes is a sin of its own."

As her taunt caressed the spider,

its body grew still.

Discordant Poem
Why is it that every tale's protagonist is always so beautiful?

Have you never felt that was odd?

Hero saves ugly but she stays ugly.

Hero saves damsel from her own stupidity.

Which story would you prefer?

What price will Depravity pay?

Or would this unjust dreamscape

turn a blind eye to her sin?