Note: The following is an exercise in creative writing and is not intended to depict actual events or persons living or dead...or zombies.
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Once upon a time there was a pretty princess by the name of Marigold. Princess Marigold lived in a magical land far, far away called Milwaukee with her parents, the King and Queen, and her brother Prince Rupert. Marigold was quite doted on by her parents. The King showered her with toys, and jewels while the Queen delighted in dressing up her pretty princess in the finest gowns the King's money could buy. The King and Queen were very proud of Princess Marigold and enjoyed showing her off to the rest of the Kingdom.
Princess Marigold's life was idyllic and she loved her family very much, even her brother Prince Rupert who sometimes teased her beyond limits. She grew up pampered and loved and mostly happy. Sometimes, however, she was prone to bouts of melancholy. You see, Marigold had other gifts besides being pretty. Her parents hired the best tutors in all the land to see to the education of Rupert and Marigold. While Rupert only did enough to get by, Marigold excelled at all things intellectual. No one cared. Marigold also sometimes told funny jokes that made people laugh, but still, no one cared. All they cared about was that Marigold was pretty. Marigold longed to be loved for something other than her looks.
Marigold was often courted by many handsome princes trying to win her hand. She even became betrothed on three separate occasions. Each time Marigold begged her father to allow her to break her engagements. She was unable to see herself married forever to any of them and would get sick her stomach at the thought of it. She was happy as things were and didn't want them to change. The King reluctantly complied and life went on as before.
One day, an evil witch came into town and decided she wanted the Kingdom to herself. She was also jealous because, though the witch was very lovely she wasn't anywhere near as pretty as Princess Marigold. In a fit of anger and spite the evil witch cast a spell that made the King, Queen, and Prince Rupert disappear. Princess Marigold fled the Kingdom in fear and grief and struck out on her own...alone in the world.
Princess Marigold found an ivory tower and put herself into it. She needed a place where she could grieve for her family who she loved and missed very much. Also, she was unsure what to do with herself, never having to go without her family to support her. She hid in her tower as protection from the world which had been so cruel to her.
Princess Marigold's tower was located in a small village by the name of Glaston. It was filled with lovely, hard working people with normal families and lives. She often looked out the window at the villagers running around in their daily pursuits. She envied them their simple lives and happy families. She longed to go down and be a part of their community but couldn't find the courage to venture out of her tower. To pass the time, she often wrote down jokes she would think up onto little slips of paper. This amused her very much, but she wished she could share her jokes with the villagers down below. One day, she decided that she was going to throw her slips of paper out the window and hope that any passersby would pick them up and read them. The next day she showered all of her slips of paper out the window and waited to see what would happen. She ventured a peek to see if anyone was picking up the papers and, sure enough, there the villagers were picking up her jokes and reading them. Soon, she could hear the sound of laughter rising up to greet her and her heart was filled with joy.
Everyday after that Princess Marigold would write her little jokes and throw them out the window. She knew that some of them were funny and some of them were not, but she didn't care. The villagers appreciated them anyway, and liked her for something other than being pretty.
The End
