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Cinders wrote: I’m sure it’s my imagination, but is that an alien above the treetops to the left of the monkey?
O_O I literally can’t decide if you’re being funny or not
LOL !
Again are we about to go crazy during this long hiatus? disecting every frame and finding aliens in treetops. I love how crazy we sound 🙂
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Who is this hooded figure going up in smoke ? is it Wicked without the green because she is in Storybrook ? To me it looks more like Snows siluette ??
This is indeed a shortstory. I love it when writers leave the ending open for us to use our imagination 😉
Hope everyone that reads finds some joy 🙂 And again, I would love comments and critiques good and bad.
I would especially like to know if people sees the references in the text from one chapter to other chapters. And those for other fairytales and poems ?? And if you think those work or if they seem misplaced.
Thanks again Cinders. Your words makes my cheeks applered 😉 This might not be the very last, last chapter. Since I now cant seem to stop myself from writing more. But I cant say if I will finish some more stuff enough to put it up on here.
But ‘the Golden Man’ is now up. I finally put that imp back to some order. And I’ve changed the order of some of the chapters so it fits better.
Well that sounds great and exiting except for the fan hate part.
what sounds especially lovely to me is this-
ONCE UPON A TIME
Its Wicked versus Evil. The Wicked Witch versus the Evil Queen. -major sparks will fly.are going to see what happened in the Enchanted Forest, and who they encountered. In the past,
EK: The second half of the season. Just like Pan, or Cora last year. Is she related to anyone that we know?
AH: Yes. She absolutely is. (Uh Wicked she’s the changeling 😉 )
EK: She’s connected to a few of our characters.He mentions Cora.. ‘course.. SHE’S HER MOTHER!!
EK: They always have faith, they always have hope. What’s interesting is Regina just gave up her child for his best chance, the way that Snow did. So what’s interesting is we have a scene where they talk about it, and how they deal with it.
Aww thats gonna be sweet and nice 🙂
EK: I will say, whatever [happens,] Ginny’s real life copied us, because we wrote it first. Whatever we do in the second half of the season, we were first.
LOL !! to that comment
This is from “The Lost Princess of OZ ” Chapter 19
– Ugu The Shoemaker
A curious thing about Ugu the Shoemaker was that he didn’t suspect in the least that he was wicked. He wanted to be powerful and great, and he hoped to make himself master of all the Land of Oz that he might compel everyone in that fairy country to obey him, His ambition blinded him to the rights of others, and he imagined anyone else would act just as he did if anyone else happened to be as clever as himself.
When he inhabited his little shoemaking shop in the City of Herku, he had been discontented, for a shoemaker is not looked upon with high respect, and Ugu knew that his ancestors had been famous magicians for many centuries past and therefore his family was above the ordinary. Even his father practiced magic when Ugu was a boy, but his father had wandered away from Herku and….The Wizard of Oz? Rumple? Wicked Witch?
Chapter 11: (last chapter)
Come away Oh human child
To the waters of the wild, with a fairy hand in hand
Somewhere in a forest a Wicked Woman lives. Is she a woman or a Witch or perhaps a fairy? I don’t know, maybe she really is just an old oak tree. She had taken care of the business with the child and now that that was over she was alone again. Her reward would soon come threefold. She knew the rules that Fate must abide to. She relished in the wickedness of this magic.. only in a land without it, a human child would be free to choose. These lands were no such lands. She sat on her porch and watched the ants on their path along the old oaks branches. One by One in a long line they followed each other.
And so they all live ever after.. One after the other.
The End.
Chapter 10:
What happened to the girl?
Ozma locks the door to the hut, she takes out a little flask from her pocket and pours a shining golden liquid all around the small hut. Inside the Witch is still sleeping. Ozma lights a firerock and holds it down to the golden liquid on the ground, it starts burning, soon it burns all around the hut and the wooden walls catches fire. She watches for a while and sees the yellow flames engulf her childhood home. She steps away, picks up her duffelbag and walks down the path between the trees.
A couple of days later she reaches the rivers edge. There is a deadlike silence about the place and now that Ozma stands this close to the water it does not look as inviting as it did in the golden light she is used to seeing it in from far away. Instead it is black and still.. “Not so Wild today are we?” She asks out loud. Ozma pulls out her little book with spells and opens it to the page with the spell the fairy had pointed out to her. She reads it through in her head a couple of times, before placing the book on a rock to get everything else ready that she needs for preforming the magic. Finally she is ready. Ozma picks up the book looks at the words and reads them out loud “Hear us cursed land of Oz. Where no one enters as no one leaves. Mirror Water Water Mirror. Let this one pass oh Others hear Her. Keepers keep Us. Let me pass”.. Ozma raises her eyes a little wearily, to look out on the water, nothing seems any different from a second ago, she pauses for a bit but then steps out from the shore and in to the shallow water, still nothing, she starts to walk across, her eyes fixed on the shore of the other side. When the water starts to get deep she stops for a bit to put the book in the duffelbag and she starts to swim across the river. Suddenly it feels as if her body is numbed, her movements stiffens she cannot move her arms and legs enough to stay above the water and her head sinks below the surface. Ozma tries to think.. if she can just keep her thoughts straight.. What in Medusas name just happened?.. What should she do? She needs air, just to breathe.. she panics. Though her body is now fully numbed, her mind races like wild-
The Water is black.. Ozma sees nothing.. then she feels nothing.
When Ozma awakes she is back on the shore, in the same spot she just took the first step from a couple of minutes ago. She opens her eyes and sees the blue sky. Her body feels like it’s on fire and she thinks perhaps an army of a thousand ants is crawling about under her skin, they crawl inside her head and out her eyes, where they turn into little black dots on the blue sky. She needs to move and discovers she is not numb anymore. As she sits up, she puts her hand to her head, hoping to ease its throbbing pain, that’s when she discovers another thing, something very peculiar, the skin on her hand and arm is completely and quite undeniably green, as green as was it the skin of a lime fruit.
Last we met her, Regina was just a girl, now she is a young woman of almost 18 years. She stands at a rivers edge waiting. Anyone that saw her now would say she was a beautiful young woman, full of life and strong looking. She has a certain kindness and deep thoughtfulness to her warm brown eyes. Anyone that saw her now would smile at her and tell her she had a lot to look forward to, with her whole life laying ahead of her just one step away… While she waits Regina holds a willow branch in her hand and twirls it around in the clear water, she can see a small fish underneath the surface. The silvery fish blinks in the light from the sun. Normally a fish would swim away from a twirling stick in its waters, but this one seems curious and trusting as it playfully swims around the willow branch. As Regina stands there waiting, she thinks about what happened earlier that day with her mother
“Don’t think that you are free to do what you want Regina, there are certain rules we must all abide to, you are my daughter , and so you must abide to my rules, remember, I do this because I love you…” Sometimes with her mother she would feel like she was being suffocated. She needed air, just to breathe again. When her mother used her magic on her, it felt as if layers of a thick black cloak was being wrapped around her until she couldn’t move. Her mothers magic was not good magic and she hated it. Regina holds her hand to her cheek, it feels burning hot from her mothers hand. She wanders what will happen if her mother finds out she is gone. But she doesn’t want to think of that now. Finally Regina hears someone approaching. It is him.
“Daniel” she calls out “Hey, you made it” says the young man as he emerges from the forest scrubs. As he reaches her, she takes his hand and pulls him in to an embrace, she tugs her face in close by his neck, she likes the way he smells a bit of sweat in the warm summer air. He pulls back a bit and looks her in the eyes “What’s that?” he asks as he gently touches the red side of her face with his fingers. She looks down at the ground as she answers “Just Mother. It’s okay.. it doesn’t hurt” Daniel removes his hand “It’s quite red though” he says, and nudges her chin back up so her eyes can meet his again “But is looks like a flower” he says with a small attentive smile “Come on, let’s take a swim in the river. The water will feel good on it” he says and pulls her towards the waters edge “But …I don’t have my bathing clothes” she says.. he smiles at her again “Don’t worry we can use our small clothes” They both take of the outer layer of their clothes and lays it on a big rock near the waters edge. They walk in to the water from the sandy place of the shore. The water feels great. It is shallow at first, close to the shore, but as they get further out it deepens enough that they can sit in it with just their heads above water. Regina dips her face below the surface, the cool water feels nice and eases the burning of the red mark her mothers hand left. As she emerges she sees Daniel smiling at her. Together they swim, following the shore for a bit. Daniel dives under and tries to grab her feet, she laughs and swims faster. She hears the water splash when his head comes back up to the surface. Now she knows she is far enough away that he can’t catch her, so she swirls around to see where he is at “I think I just saw a mermaid” he says smiling at her. She smiles back and with her hand splashes water towards him “Mermaids don’t live in rivers silly, but maybe it was a nymph” she swims back towards him and because the water is a bit shallower there she stands up beside him. “Come on.. Let’s swim to the other side, last one is a green frog” she says and jumps forward past him to get a head start “Hey wait you cheater” he laughs and swims after her.
chapter 9:
The Golden Man
An old looking woman sits on a wheel barrel on the side of the Kingsroad. She is cloaked in a hooded shawl with a deep darkred color to it. With the hood pulled over her head you can just glimpse some of her snowy white hairs sticking out from the sides. The woman lifts of the hood and lets it fall down on her shoulders the better to see down towards the place where the road bends behind the forest trees. As the woman sits there, she takes her memory back to certain pivotal events of a lifetime.
Taking Coras baby and replacing it with the girl, had not been difficult, he may even have preferred it to have been just a bit more challenging. He would welcome a good challenge during these long years of waiting. He had off course made it less challenging himself, so who was he to blame now, he thought. As he always did, he had made sure the contract which he had made with Cora prior to the birth of her first born, had its inbuilt fail safes, as he was accustomed to writing them into contracts. He had learned many years ago that you can never be too careful with these kinds of things. When it comes to magic you must always have a backdoor. And so as Rumple had known he wasn’t going to “have” the baby, but only move the baby and put it in another womans hands- he still abided to the magical rules within the contract.
What happened to the girl child after the change? Well that was not his doing and not for him to take the consequences of. But he did enjoy thinking about what it would mean to Cora, when she learned what had happened to her real daughter. She should not have two-timed back then. He did not enjoy being made a fool of.. so this revenge would be a sweet one. One day he was going to enjoy seeing that womans face, when she learned that the girl she thought was her daughter, was in actual a brood parasite. And to make matters worse, she was Coras very own hated enemy Evas child. And had grown up in Coras nest and with Coras help taken the place and throne as Queen.. that very throne, which Cora had so viciously used her whole life trying to put her own daughter in to. Instead her real offspring was as sick with jealousy, as well as poor- as Cora herself had ever been. Putting a brown eyed girl in the place of a blue eyed one was not hard either. Though they were halfsisters and shared the same father, they had by far resembled each other. But a shapeshifter spell with the affect wearing of slowly, took care of that problem easily.. Yes, it had been foretold, and so it had happened. That was always the way of things, Rumple knew. Though it was not always so easy or without complicated mistakes to read what was told of the future, he thought he had become quite good at reading between the lines. As he knew that this young girl would be turning that corner from behind those trees any moment, he also knew what a deliciously tasty course she was going to be in the future. But today was just a beginning, a little fun. So today, disguised as an old woman carrying a wheel barrel of apples, being particularly pleased with himself over that analogy, he waited in anticipation for that young girl. Not for any particular reason, just to see what she looked like now and to have a little laugh. Those are so rare these long years he spends just waiting for time to pass.
He sees a figure walking up the road towards him. 15 years it had been since last he saw that girl “Goodday dear child. Where does the road lead such a youthful beauty this morning?” the older woman greets the girl in a sweet voice- “Goodday to you to good mother” the young girl smiles “I’m on my way to visit my Grandmother the Queen Mother in her castle just beyond the forest. I’m bringing her some medicine from my Mother” –“Oh isn’t that lovely what a thoughtfull young soul you are dearie! Your grandmother, may the Gods bless her heart, is she sick?” Rumple asks the girl with the best compassioned voice he can pull of- “Oh thank you, but It’s just a falls cold she has. Mothers remedy potion will fast cure that”- “Aah!.. is that so dear.. well I’m glad. And I see you’ve picked her some of the fine flowers from the forest. Aren’t you a sweetheart. But such a kindhearted girl should also think to bring her Granny a sweet treat. Look here now, how about one of these fine red apples from my orchard, freshly picked this morning Dearie!” – “Thank you. But we already have lots of apples” the girl answers politely and makes a move to start walking on her way again, but the old woman holds up her big hand, to show that she has more to say to the girl- “Yes off course you would have and the Queen Mother non the less I’m sure, but these are very special ones..tasty.. take one, here you go! Free of charge. Eat it yourself while you’re on your way” The woman holds out a red delicious looking apple, offering it to the young girl.
The girl looks into Rumples eyes. A moment- he almost feels as if she sees him.. he hadn’t anticipated feeling caught. But he fights the urge to look away and then the moment passes -“Umm!..You’re very kind… Thank you good mother” the girl says and takes the apple. She says goodbye and hurries on. Rumple smirks to himself -“An apple a day keeps the doctor away”
He snaps his fingers and the shapeshifter spell wears of. Rumple is back to his old self.A golden man in a snakeskin suit, stands at the Kingsroad, thinking to himself “It was worth it. A simple shapeshifter spell doesn’t have a big price, and a laugh a day keeps bordom at bay“ Now he just had a few more years left before the really fun shaping could begin.
