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) and the pose is inspired by a picture I saw of the ballet of 'Romeo and Juliet'- I think of this story as ballet (no doubt Erib hates me for this, but I doubt anyone's brave enough to mock him for wearing tights! *glares threateningly*)
Inky Tales- The Sleeping Beauty Part 1
'Sleeping Beauty'
Once upon a time in a land that was as beautiful as it was barbaric; in which darkness was just another kind of weather, and where 'Despair' was the name of every other village; there came a brief reign of stability.
It was a watery candle in a wicked downpour, yet it was a beacon nonetheless.
This wavering light was provided by the rule of King Roderic the Stupidly Brave and his beautiful young queen, Leonora the Cunning.
Both had battled long and hard to be together and now they put up a united front in the battle against evil. Many monsters, fire breathing and child-eating fell before their courageous God-fearing knig

The Sleeping Beauty- Part 2
The princess grew.
Every day more fair of face, every day more full of grace.
She was all innocence and naivety- one a virtue to be greatly valued, the other a flaw to worry any parent. Yet what she lacked in knowledge, the Princess Imogen more than made up for in courage. She was the daughter of the bravest of kings and queens.
Thus, Imogen was probably the most fearless little girl in the kingdom.
And her heart had such a great capacity for love that all who met her could not help but be enchanted- from the most snobby of noblemen to the most smelly of peasants.
And no-one, but her parents, found her extraordinary looks worrying- they

The Sleeping Beauty- Part 3
No words can do justice to the grief of the king and queen as they clasped their lifeless daughter's body to their hearts and would not allow anyone else close.
So it was left up to Partené to tend to Erib and see to it that he was carried down to his room and looked after by the royal doctor. She feared he would not make the night- but she would make sure he received a hero's burial.
At last she returned to the weeping monarchs and asked quietly if she could examine Imogen's body. Reluctantly, they agreed and she had to prise the limp princess from her parents' numb fingers. Imagine their surprise when the high priestess informed them that
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