Ofelia By Ernest Hbert, C. 1910 (details)

Ofelia by Ernest Hébert, c. 1910 (details)

「 philipcharmont 」 

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 from his slumber he had felt off. A usual morning for Philip consitened of routine. From a young age his father had his days planned out for him from varying classes to meetings. It was ingrained to him and was something he still followed religiously to this day. however, the usual list escape him. Philip laid in bed longer than he did. Not once could the prince remember a time he had stayed in bed this long. It was peculiar for sure. What was it that he did each morning ?  Was it a work out ? no … perhaps brushing his teeth that was important. or maybe it was even checking the small electronic device that laid at his bedside table. whatever it was philip couldn’t remember it. 

he was frustrated to say the least as he looked at the ceiling with crossed arms. He was pulled out of his thoughts  ( or lack thereof )  by the voice of his wife. 

…

wife !  he had a wife !  “  aurora ?  ”  he called back turning to his side to look at her. yes ,  aurora. the love of his life. his wife. it came back to him. His brows furrowed once more as Aurora mentioned the lights. Yes he was confused but the sun was out. Why would she mention him staying up late when it was morning. “  mon ange … it is morning. At least ,  I believe it to be. The only light is sunlight.  ”  he paused.  “  Did I stay up late ?  ”

                                                                 「 🌹  」  

            ❝  ---  SUNLIGHT ?  WHY ,  but i feel as though i haven’t slept at all ...  ❞  as her voice grew quieter  &  quieter with every word ,  aurora found herself drifting off once again .  she didn’t want to ,  but it was as if the strange feeling ,  one of overwhelming exhaustion ,  was stronger than her .  the little part of her that still held on strong ,  the part that was conscious ,  noticed a certain uneasiness in philip’s voice ,  which led her to think something was wrong .  naturally ,  the princess was far too tired to make any sense of it ,  but she knew she had to try to stay awake .  at least just a little bit longer .

             slowly ,  she shifted onto her back  &  turned her face towards his ,  ❝  i don’t think so ,  my love .  i was reading in bed while you showered ,  then we both went to sleep  ---  don’t you remember ?  ❞  a hand reached out to touch his hair ,  only to realize it was completely dry by now .  surely a few hours had passed ,  yet she felt like she’d gotten no rest at all !  

             ❝  oh dear ,  something doesn’t seem right ...  ❞  furrowing her brows a bit ,  the princess’s spoke again with eyes starting to close ,  hand letting go of his locks as aurora started to dozed off .  ❝  i just ...  feel so tired ... ❞

「 philipcharmont 」

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐍𝐎  𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐇𝐄  shift  in  the  air  since  the  monsters  had  invaded  Elias.  It  was  heavy,  dark.  A  stark  contrast  to  what  philip  knew.  The  world  Philip  lived  in  was  one  tinted  with  rose  -  colored  glasses.  Life  was  a  fairytale  to  him.  He  was  a  prince  after  all.  Life  always  seemed  to  work  out  for  them.  It’s  not  to  say  that  he  didn’t  have  his  fair  share  of  tragedies  but  since  coming  to  Elias  life  had  been  all  but  fine.  He  found  Aurora  again  and  married  her.  something  he  had  dream  of  everyday  since  he  was  sixteen.  The  monsters  coming  reminded  Philip  the  evil  looming.  In  fact,  he  had  come  in  contact  with  said  evil  not  too  long  ago.  The  prince  hadn’t  mentioned  to  Aurora  yet  of  his  encounter  with  Maleficent.  With  all  that  was  going  on  he  did  want  to  worry  her  any  further.    

A  walk  after  the  two  weeks  they  watched  seemed  right.  Well,  it  did  until  Philip  actually  ventured  from  his  home  to  see  what  had  become  of  Elias.  Still  ,  he  put  a  brave  face  on  for  his  wife’s  sake.  there  was  to  be  no  sadness.  not  when  he  had  to  be  a  rock  for  Aurora.  When  Aurora’s  voice  broke  through  the  silence  ,  Philip  hummed  gently  in  response  turning  to  look  at  the  blonde.  “  What  is  it,  my  amor  ?  ”  the  prince  paused  in  his  steps  to  give  his  wife  his  full  attention.  “  Of  course  I  can.  ”  the  awnser  slipped  out  with  ease.  There  was  no  boasting  of  it  ,  it  was  simply  the  truth.  From  a  young  age  philip  had  asked  his  father  to  train  him  to  be  a  great  hero  just  like  the  knights  he  read  of  in  the  stories  he  heard.  It  was  his  destiny  to  fight.  Philip  stilled  completely  when  he  heard  Aurora  for  him  to  teach  her.  The  hand  that  was  held  in  hers  gently  pulled  his  wife  close  to  his  body,  hands  resting  on  her  waist.  The  requested  weighed  on  his  heart  for  a  moment  as  Philip  looked  at  Aurora.  His  sweet,  delicate  Aurora.  Someone  he  had  vowed  to  protect  until  his  dying  day.  How  could  he  deny  her  such  a  request  ?  It  was  the  twenty  first  century  after  all.  who  would  he  be  if  he  allowed  his  wife  to  be  a  damsel  ?  it  would  be  cruel  to  let  Aurora  be  out  in  the  world  without  some  sort  of  defense.  As  much  as  the  thought  pained  him,  Philip  knew  he  couldn’t  always  be  by  Aurora  side  to  protect  her.  She  needed  to  be  her  own  hero  when  he  wasn’t  around.  “  Yes  ,  i’ll  teach  you.  ”  he  said  simply  ,  tucking  a  golden  lock  of  hair  behind  her  ear.  “  Tomorrow  we’ll  begin.  For  now  ,  let  us  try  to  enjoy  this  moment  ,  ”  before  we  prepare  for  the  worst  was  on  the  tip  of  his  tongue  but  he  not  dare  speak  it  for  Philip  wanted  to  live  in  ignorance  for  a  moment  more.  

                                                                「 🌹  」  

             THE PRINCESS ALMOST FELT SELFISH ,  knowing  that  he  was  doing  everything  he  could  to  stay  strong ,  so  that  she  would  also  be  strong .  love  was  like  that ,  it  was  giving  and  receiving ,  except  the  blonde  found  herself  wondering  if  she’d  been  giving  him  enough ,  if  she  ever  had .  while  philip  was  out  there  rescuing  people  from  the  monster  attacks  and  keeping  them  safe ,  she  was  hiding ,  cowering  at  home  and  waiting  until  the  worst  came  to  pass .  it  shouldn’t  be  like  that ;  he  shouldn’t  have  to  do  this  alone .  she  knew  he  was  afraid  ---  who  wouldn’t  be ?  and  yet ,  he  maintained  composure .  all  for  her  sake .  everything  was  always  for  her  sake .

               ❝  you  will ?  ❞  that  familiar  spark  returns  to  her  eyes  when  he  promises  to  teach  her .  the  princess  knows  it’s  a  long  shot ,  that  she’ll  hardly  become  half  the  knight  she  should  be ,  but  she’d  be  happy  to  know  at  least  a  third  of  what  philip  did ,  or  at  least  how  to  properly  wield  a  sword .  it  probably  wasn’t  enough ,  but  it  would  have  to  do .  ❝  thank  you .  it  means  the  world  to  me ,  ❞  rosy  lips  press  a  small  kiss  to  his ,  a  quick  token  of  her  gratitude .  ❝  i  won’t  let  you  down .  ❞  if  anything ,  the  thought  of  doing  so  scared  her  to  death .  her  eyes ,  gentle  as  always ,  focus  on  his  face  as  philip  fixes  her  hair ,  and  a  part  of  aurora  wishes  looking  at  him  was  enough  to  distract  her  from  the  thoughts  that  follow  after  his  words .  a  seemingly  rushed  statement ,  one  that  almost  felt  incomplete ,  but  she  wouldn’t  press  about  it .  after  a  brief  moment  of  silence ,  the  princess  sighs ,  brows  lightly  furrowing  together .  ❝  how ?  philip ...  that’s  all  we  ever  do !  we  pretend  there’s  no  evil  lurking  nearby ,  we  look  for  things  to  distract  ourselves  with  until  we  forget  about  everything  &  then--  ❞  the  princess  stops  herself ,  lips  pursed  together .  as  her  violet  colored  eyes  gaze  into  his ,  looking  for  comfort  while  also  trying  to  get  through  to  him .  ❝  then  when  evil  comes ,  i  have  to  hide  and  feel  useless  because  i’m  not  you .  i’m  not ,  &  i  don’t  know  how  to  face  these  things .  not  just  the  fighting  aspect  but  all  of  it .  ❞  she  wasn’t  raised  for  this ,  for  violence  and  evil .  aurora  grew  up  knowing  nothing  but  love ,  and  the  devastation  that  happened  throughout  the  past  two  weeks ...  well ,  there  was  no  love  there .  it  was  her  first  time  coming  in  contact  with  anything  of  the  short .  still ,  she  hates  herself  for  saying  such  things  to  him ,  which  is  why  the  princess  offers  a  apologetic ,  saddened  smile  to  her  husband .  ❝  i  know  you  want  to  enjoy  our  time  together ,  my  love .  i  do  too ,  but ...  i  can’t .  not  the  way  you  want  me  to .  i’m  terrified ,  &  i  hardly  feel  like  myself  these  days .  ❞

🌹  /  @philipcharmont​

           BEING AN EARLY BIRD ,  aurora valued a good night’s sleep more than many people did .  the fairies raised her as an early to bed , early to rise kind of person ,  which she gratelly appreciated .  while others valued colorful sunsets ,  aurora found beauty in the  sunrise ,  & how to sky slowly changed into light ,  bright colors .  this morning ,  however ,  was a peculiar one .

           upon feeling the sunlight kiss her cheeks ,  greeting her into another day ,  the princess shifted in bed as an attempt to hide from it .  she was absolutely exhausted ,  which meant it couldn’t be morning  ---  right ?  ❝  philip ?  ❞  aurora called quietly ,  the exceedingly mellow tone in her voice making it clear that the blonde wasn’t quite awake .  in fact ,  she couldn’t recall the last time she felt this tired .  it was a good thing that philip was here .  ❝  love ,  the lights ...  ❞  she holds back a yawn ,  ❝  you shouldn’t stay up so late ...  ❞

「 thefamousmissduck 」  

*

The concentration had been on the nails, the boards, the widening vision of what damage had been done to the shop she had put every dime she had into starting. It was not just the store, not just the decorations, but having her designs made to fill the shelves and having them made ethically. She refused to exploit anyone or anything in the creation of her garments but that meant money - money that now lay in heaps on the floor, shredded and dirty.

The woman’s voice brought her back though, and she felt the tinge of shame that she had allowed herself to be swept up into her thoughts at the expense of the woman helping her.

Daisy took a pause, a long breath, “I’m sorry, yes, yes, I’m fine. I suppose.” She gave a brief motion at the remains of her store. “I’m not from here so I have no family around and most of my friends should be safe… but I don’t really know and there’s no way for me to find out so… that’s fucking great…” She yanked out a nail to emphasize the word and gave an audible sharp inhale before composing herself and looking down. “What about you? How are you holding up? It’s a lot to take in, I know. You seem kinda shaken, if you don’t mind me saying.”

                                                                 「 🌹  」  

            THE BLONDE CAN ONLY IMAGINE  how  devastating  the  situation  must  be  for  the  other  woman .  aurora  had  yet  to  experience  the  feeling  of  building  something  yourself ,  from  the  ground  up ,  putting  all  of  your  love  and  energy  into  it  only  for  it  to  be  taken  from  you  so  abruptly ,  so  cruely .  it  made  her  gentle  heart  ache ,  and  it  took  all  of  her  might  not  to  cry  for  other  people’s  loses  ---  for  the  woman’s  loss .

            still ,  there’s  always  a  bit  of  light  at  the  end  of  the  tunnel ,  isn’t  there ?  aurora  listens  to  the  woman’s  tale ,  an  understanding  smile  resting  on  her  rosy  lips .  she  could  relate  to  the  things  she  was  saying ,  and  yet ,  the  other  seemed  so  much  stronger  than  the  princess .  centered ,  put  together .  a  queen  in  her  own  right .

             ❝  if  there’s  any  way  for  me  to  help  you  and  your  store ,  do  let  me  know .  i’ll  do  whatever  i  can ,  ❞  she  vowed  with  a  nod  of  her  head .  ❝  i’m  sure  your  friends  are  alright ...  though  the  casualties  were  many ,  i’m  sure  they  found  shelter  somewhere ,  perhaps  with  my  husband ,  even .  they’re  safe .  ❞  or  so  she’d  like  to  believe ;  after  all ,  aurora  couldn’t  be  so  sure  when  it  came  to  her  own  friends  either ,  with  the  exception  of  meg .  when  the  woman  returned  the  question ,  aurora  blinked  a  few  times ,  not  really  expecting  or  ready  to  answer .  ❝  oh ,  um ...  i’m  not  from  here  either  and  have  yet  to  hear  from  most  of  my  friends ,  so ,  i  suppose  we’re  the  same .  ❞   she  replied  with  a  small  smile ,  ❝  i’m  sorry  that  i  seem  shaken ,  i’m  usually  not  like  this  at  all .  it’s  just-  it’s  a  lot ,  isn’t  it ?  i  wasn’t ...  i  wasn’t  ready .  i  didn’t  think  anything  like  that  would  ever  happen .  the  cruelty  of  it  all .  ❞

「 streetsofgcld 」

WHILE HER LEATHER JACKET HAD PREVIOUSLY been making her sweat under the Elias sun, now Rita was practically shivering in it, as snow laid on the ground. In the middle of the summer. One bare hand rubbed her arm in an attempt to keep warm as she waited at one of the bus stops, headed to work. The offer caught her off-guard, and as sh said skeptically, “uh, thanks?” Something about the blonde was familiar, and it was then she recognized her; she had bumped into her in her first few days in Elias. Maybe she was pessimistic, but Rita was surprised to feel the girl was, again, being genuine. “So, you’re just being a good samaritan and handing gloves out to everyone?” It wasn’t asked in a mocking way, just…curious. 

                                                               「 🌹  」

                ❝  GOOD !  good .  here you go ,  ❞  paying no mind to the slightly skeptic tone in the other woman’s voice ,  aurora proceeded to give her a pair of gloves .   she had the feeling she’d seen this woman before ,  and that usually meant she had indeed met said person before ;  after all ,  seeing philip again was proof of it .  with the question ,  the princess giggled a bit ,  a slight bit of embarrassment in her expression .  ❝  i guess so ,  but it’s also for my own benefit .  after all ,  i don’t have enough space in my drawers for so many gloves ...  i’m sorry ,  i do believe we’ve met before ,  yes ?  ❞  she asked in a gentle tone ,  a kind smile resting on rosy lips .  ❝  i’m happy to see that you’re well ,  despite the sudden change in weather .  how’s the town treating you ?  ❞