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Cinderella, a Fractured Fairy Tale




                 
As told by The Urban Blabbermouth
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Act I
One fine sunny day.
A herald tacks a proclamation of the King’s Ball on a tree by the forest road.
The tree was a sweet Honeysuckle named Cinderella
Cinderella was unhappy
Her family tormented her
Her evil step-mother and her wicked step-sisters were stinky Gingko trees
Who spread their branches wide to spitefully block the sun
Cinderella begins to weaken and wither in the shade
And pines for a nicer life.

Act II
A Tree Fairy passing by stops to read the proclamation.
Talks to Cinderella as tree fairies do
Learns of her torments
takes pity and grants a wish
Cinderella wishes to go to the King’s Ball
The Tree Fairy God-Mother transforms Cinderella into a human girl
And her brown rough bark into a glittery golden gown
Warning, be back by midnight or else.


Act III
Cinderella goes to the ball.
She happily dances and dances with the Prince
The Prince starts to fall in love
He wants to escort her home
She lets him take her to the forest’s edge
He begs to kiss her good-night
They kiss sweetly and softly
Her evil step-mother and her wicked step-sisters watch in jealousy
The Prince departs happily smiling all the way home
At midnight, Cinderella turns into a tree.


Act IV
The Prince wants to ask Cinderella to marry him.
He goes to the forest’s edge and cannot find her
He finds her glass slipper on a Honeysuckle branch
And searches all the Kingdom for a matching foot
The Prince does not ever find Cinderella
Because trees have roots not feet.

The End.

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