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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Nov 4, 2012 15:27:24 GMT -5
Thumbelina was in site of the convent within moments. Suddenly she heard her name called which only made her move faster. Then she saw him. How could she not have known him? How could she not have recognised him the moment she met him in the convent?
“Cornelius!” she called joyously to him as she ran into his arms.
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Post by Prince Cornileus/ Reese LeFay on Nov 5, 2012 0:13:48 GMT -5
Cornileus heard Her voice call his name. He spun around and managed to catch her in his arms. " 'Belina! My princess!" he declared as he embraced her. "I thought i'd never find you again"
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Nov 9, 2012 14:11:03 GMT -5
“I think I’m easier to spot now.” She laughed as she snuggled into his neck, not caring that they were stood in the middle of the street.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 6, 2013 13:45:44 GMT -5
Sally was alone in the office when the wave hit. It was if blinders had been lifted and she could suddenly see everything that she had been as Else; peasant girl turned Queen in the matter of a day. She jumped back in surprise as the shredder before her finally grabbed hold of the parchment in her hands and completed its function. Else cringed at the noise the contraption made, but Sally knew it to be in the norm. The once Queen glanced around the office, everything familiar and yet completely alien to her at the same time. She walked over to the glass windows that faced downtown. She could see the townsfolk in the streets, acting in a bewildered behavior; they must be experiencing the same thing. A couple running towards each other from opposite directions, to be reunited in each others arms brought wetness to Else's brown eyes. Her sisters. Where were her sisters? Her mobile contraption suddenly vibrated in it's holster at her hip. With a shaky hand, Else retrieved it, stared at it for a beat for the strange thing that it was... until Sally's memory reminded her to flip it open.
"...H-hello?" She finally asked.
"Else..." Fletcher responded, in a warm and relieved tone Sally had never heard out of her distant husband. No... no, it wasn't Fletcher. The blonde, blue-eyed author with a permanent scowl began to merge with the handsome, sincere and simple farmer King in Else's mind. The same man who unknowingly betrayed the hope of her bearing a child to the Evil Queen Regina; an unforgivable violation. And yet it was so good to hear her true name from some one she knew in this strange new land.
"Hans." She whispered, voice nearly failing. "Oh Hans..."
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