I heard this story once. About a girl who was whisked away by a large polar bear and he made her his bride. The polar bear was in fact a young prince, but a curse had been put upon him and during the day he had to walk around as a bear, and the girl wasn't allowed to see his face when he was a human during the night because then the witch who had put the curse on him would whisk him away and force him to marry her. Of course the girl was curious and one day, after they've been married over 4 years and had three children, she couldn't hold back, and she looked at him, using a wax candle to light her way. The prince awoke and said to her that what had she done, and then he was taken away. And it was up to the girl to rescue him.
I wonder if a princess will come and rescue me?
Hardly, right? ^__^ There's no rescuing me, because this prince likes to be with his witch. Or wizard in this case.
And for something completely different:
I still haven't managed to make Ulquiorra smile. What a bore~
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