Once upon a time, once upon a time…
Once upon a time there was a young prince living in a tower. He was left all by himself because they told him he has been a really bad boy. He does not know what he did that was bad. So he stayed all by himself not knowing what is right and what is not…
Once upon a time, there was a boy outcaste by his very own people, the community he inhabit. Everyone said he was an overbearing, backstabbing and dangerous soul, disguise in a pleasant and mysterious persona, but they could see right through him anyway, or so the word goes around. He went about his everyday duty without knowing what they thought of him, all along he just accepted himself as not worthy to those people to get acknowledge. Until one day, the words get to him…
Once upon a time, there was a sinner (the kind of most of you wish you are, but too scared to admit), resting in his sanctuary place just like he usually does at the end of a very long-winded day. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he received a phone call, reminding him of how his unconscious search for something true was manipulated. When he hung up, he look at the moon so bright in that cold spring night, and the memory of that cold winter night where he turn his back on the people he used to loved flashes back, one person at a time. Is there regret? Of course, but what is done is done…
Once upon a time, once upon a time.. Once upon a time a child was born in a perfect life. He should grow into a dandy young man and make great things for himself and have a lot to offer to his community. Then everything change in his adolescent years. He was dead for a very long time. Once upon a time, that is all it was now. Until one day, the dead rise and…
(screams echo fade)
To be continued…
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