◆THE TALE OF A BLACK BEAUTY◆
A beauty found none where but amid the waves, amid the ocean, amid the isolated inhabitation, none would prefer to reside, none would prefer to go and none would prefer to visit, even for a glimpse.
There resided the beauty, the most beautiful lady of the era......
THE BLACK BEAUTY
The Black Beauty, known not because of being black, but because of the black imprints left, the blackness itself.
She was cursed to turn everything black and with no choice, she accepted black as a kin of hers, as a symbol of hers and as the beauty of hers.
It was not her choice to delve in black, to turn everything black, but a twisted game of destiny.
The destiny carved out of a human wish, wish of her own MOTHER, greed to be precise. Greed to conquer the minds, hearts and the souls, resulting into a very lethal result.......
A DEATH
....with no pleadings, with no last wish and with no time to defend the fate.....
A very brutal death, not defined by human, not defined by God, but by her own Greed's comeback.......
Comeback of the weapon she herself designed, she herself cursed and she herself gave birth to ......
EILEEN LORANCEAU
BLACK BEAUTY
THE CURSED PRINCESS
the prettiest lady birthed out of a curse, birthed to be a weapon, indestructible.
The beauty destructing its own owner, its own manufacturer.....
The Queen Of Lorenceau Empire
Lady Carranza Lorenceau
The Mother Of Eileen Lorenceau
Who desired to kill the emperor, her so-called husband, the emperor of the empire....
Emperor Raymond Lorenceau
the man she got married to for the sake of a Peace treaty, the man for whom she devoted her whole life for, the man who never wished for her, never looked at her and never left any girl taking her to bed except her.
Over the time, with diminishing of the desires, there came a hope, an evil hope, hope to control the minds, hearts,, and souls, to control the very same man she desired and the hope was giving birth to a daughter, born out of nothing but curse and magic, no blood, no attachments, just existence.....
She read every book with black magic, met every evil nuns, did every black ritual and succeeded too in giving to a kid- a daughter, but her motherhood rose seeing the kid she gave birth to, got herself controlled by the dark magic illuminated from the infant and did the unforgivable...
She took the kid into her arms, her lap and cradled
The curse backfired, getting in the touch with its owner
blooming into something far dangerous, more brutal, most terrifying, the touch turning everything black, every living thing rot, even the owner, her mother was no exception.
The queen died, not instantly, not rapidly, but a death slowly, impending and inevitable, she screamed for life, screamed out of pain, but died rotting, every organ rot, flesh turned sickening and body turned black.
The child born out of a queen was given a title of the princess, but was grown far in the palace, where no civilization lived, amid the oceans and its violent waves isolated.....
ALERT:- IT'S THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY CHAT STORY ""THE Tale of a Black Beauty"".
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