The Innocent and The Beast
Once upon a season. Just yesterday, there was a girl, in this world yet various different ones. Unknown to the harsh and unkind. She wandered the halls filled with books. Ran her finger along the spine of each one, inhaled the sweet, musty scent of each book telling a different tale. For the first time, she came upon a book with no title, a new addition. Picked it up and flipped the first page, inhaled the old tale as dreams, flavors and pictures consumed her brain. She walked and read this new book, unknown to the fact that this, was her story. Her faith, her life, her destiny. She read of a handsome prince and a grand castle. She read of love and a great tragedy. She read of pain and grief. She read of a princess, unable to speak. While she read, she wandered and stumbled into the forest. Laid her eyes upon the grand castle, resembling the palace the novel had seen. She stumbled in, seeing a handsome prince sitting by the chimney.
“Hi, I was reading and got lost. Redirect me to the town please?” spoke she.
“I’ve been expecting you” mutters he.
“Excuse me?”
“Stay a while, please? It's unsafe to be in the forest, you see.”
She nods and catches the glimpse of the bookshelves reaching the ceiling. At this point, ready to stay for years she believed. Unable to see the hunger and lust in his eyes, but was it her fault? After all, innocence named she.
Soon night fell and they ate dinner prepared by he. Innocence ate her food, unable to read the starvation and ugly desire by he. The beast looked at innocence like a lion unfed for weeks. He touched her body with his eyes and left bruises. Yet, still, she did not feel, hear or see.
Innocence went to bed in the beautiful palace of pain and tragedy.
Creak spoke the door. Innocence flinched yet did not speak. Came roaring in the Beast, Innocence cried a sweet cry but Beast was unfazed by she.
The Beast hovered over Innocence, sat up she. He ripped her clothes just like he will rip her soul. Unbuckled his lion and drove Innocence down a sinful journey. He ripped her soul with each thrust, louder cried she. The candles blew themselves out pretending they have not seen this be. The clock stopped working for the time had frozen in this sinful scene. Innocence cried, again and again, Beast unleashed his ecstasy. Cried louder and harder she, for now, she knew there was no place that will let her be. Can not run to her father, cannot hide in her mother’s veil, cannot stand behind her brother’s sword, realized she. Innocence accepted her “destiny” for she will be locked inside the Beast’s cage.
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