It Was Words

Word Prompt: Words

Once upon a time there was a princess. She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't the most beautiful in the world either. She was pretty. She was strong. And she was just...herself. Her face may not have stood out if she were to stand in a peasants dress among the crowd, and her voice may not have been heard best above all others, and maybe she didn't even sound as lovely as she had hoped, but she didn't mind this. Because she held another power. A stronger power. A power that could manipulate ones thoughts, emotions, and mind. And this power is all that she had ever wanted. And she didn't want it for the power itself, she only wanted to possess it because she loved the substance of her power more than anything else.

You see, this princess could have whatever it is that she could ever ask for. She could own fine jewels, diamonds, satins, furs, and silks. She could buy palaces overlooking the oceans or have an extravagant cottage built in middle of the Enchanted Forest. She could even buy love. But love meant nothing to her if it did not come on it's own free will, she had more money than you could ever use, and beauty she knew was common enough. No, she wasn't in love with any of those things. She was in love with something simple, and steady. It was something stronger than iron, but as light as the feathers on her soft white blanket. What she treasured more than anything came free, and had the power to heal or kill. It was words.

When she had first discovered these words she was small and had watched as words were spoken into beauty by nearby fairies. She continued to discover the use of words as the years passed. She had witnessed words take lives, make lives, dishonor, corrupt, unite, make peace, and cause the most imaginable of wars. And as she grew, she knew this is the very power that she would someday hold.  Not for good, not for evil, but for the right time. She would write words and watch as they blended and dripped off her fingertips and tongue like sweet honey. She loved how she could manipulate and twist them to make them wicked or magnetic. She loved how she could write a letter of adoration and then one of hate. She would write these words. She would create these words from her soul. She would love these words as her children. And she would one day use them to save the weak. She would use them to touch the world around her. And she would use them to kill the corrupt, raise the poor, rage a war, and free the trapped. She would use these words to change the minds of so many. So, as you see, this princess didn't need an extravagant amount of beauty. She didn't need a voice to quiet the birds around her. And she didn't need to stand out. In fact, blending, she had learned, was one of her greatest attributes. Because no one would see her coming. And that was something that she was counting on.