Some fairytales are full of Kings and Queens doing self-righteous things, but I offer you a much different side to this story one filled with hatred and bitterness.

It all starts with a subject whose need to be different infuriates the King and the Queen so they lock him up in the tower for the rest of his days, they even make a show of him threatening in their own words anyone who dares to be like this fool will suffer the same fate.

With his white face and black hair covering his face you couldn’t see the anguish and exhaustion that overwhelm it.

He couldn’t understand why the world was so cruel to those they never understand or took the chance to understand.

But as it started to him to sink in that he was destined to be there for an eternity he started to play a song, it was just then he could hear a voice off in the distance singing. He had begun to walk over to her cell she looked up at him and said I see you landed yourself in here for the very same thing I did.

He said yes as he began to cry, but then suddenly to his surprise she kissed him.  He asked what was that for? She said no one who dares to be different should be seen as a criminal for it is such a useless crime.

He knew from that point on there was something different about her that was cold yet warm that was devilish but yet heavenly.

She said it used to want to be like them running around playing as if nothing was wrong I used to want to be what I thought in an ideal world was perfect.  But now I do not want or wish to seek their perfection because it is clouded by their delusion of what they think is right and wrong. They claim to have powers beyond any other but yet they use those powers to shun anyone who dare thinks different or see the world outside of their little cocoon they have built for themselves.

I wish to be damned to hell or drowned if that is the way I am forced to live my life.  I am sentenced to die here just like you she said, but more importantly I think I learned how to live here.