MARIE’S IMAGINARY WORLD

I came across the strangest of stories.

In it, I was a princess who was all alone, living in solitude.

Then, one day, a little prince came along. “It’s all right,” he said. “You don’t need to be afraid anymore.” Then he brought me outside.

The world was full of all kinds of people. Soon enough, I was on a journey with lots of new friends.

They all kept arguing with each other, their eyes turning bright red and things—but they were always laughing, too. I laughed with them, a lot.

I was a princess without a beautiful dress to wear, but traveling through this world I admired so much made me very, very happy.

But during our travels, this evil snake appeared. We fought it, but we lost. That was the only really frustrating part of it.

So I made a promise to the prince.

“The world’s going to end,” I promised him, “but next time, I swear we’re going to travel together again.”

On the last day before the world ended, the two of us saw a large flower, a symbol of our promise.

The magical flower, lit up in the night sky, was larger than anything I had seen before. It was so beautiful, I could never forget about it.

What kind of wonderful world will the next one be?

What kind of mysteries are waiting for us in the next story?

No matter what kind of world it is, I’m sure I’ll be happy.

Happy, as long as I can see you there again.

I know I’ll be.