Chapter 5 5

I woke up to the sound of thunder and lightning outside my window. It was another stormy day in the kingdom of Eldrid, and I felt the weight of my problems settling on my shoulders. For the past few months, life had been tough. I was a lowly servant girl in the castle, and my life was filled with hardship and misery. I felt alone, lost, and hopeless.

As I got ready for work, I tried to shake off the negative thoughts and put on a brave face. But the day only got worse. The prince yelled at me for spilling his wine, and the other servants were cruel and mocking. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of miseries.

But then, as I was cleaning the prince's chambers, something miraculous happened. I stumbled upon a tiny, shimmering crystal lying on the floor. Without thinking, I picked it up, and suddenly, I felt a surge of power coursing through my veins.

As I held the crystal, I felt a strange connection to the magical world around me. I realized that I was a sorceress, with powers beyond my wildest dreams. With newfound confidence, I began to use my powers to help others in the castle. I healed the sick, conjured up food for the hungry, and even made the prince's mood brighten.

Over time, I became known as the castle's secret sorceress, and people began to seek me out for help. I felt like I had a new purpose in life, and my powers were my reason to keep going.

And then, one day, something even more amazing happened. As I was walking in the castle gardens, I stumbled upon a handsome prince from a neighboring kingdom. We fell in love instantly, and he asked me to marry him.

With a renewed sense of hope, I accepted his proposal, and we were married in a grand ceremony. I became the queen of Eldrid and used my powers to bring peace and prosperity to the kingdom. And as for the crystal, well, it became my most cherished possession, a reminder of the magic that had transformed my life. Amidst all the miseries, I had found the one thing that could make me truly happy: the power of magic and the love of a prince.

Amidst the Miseries by Serendipity

Reading my own work, I asked myself, am I really exaggerating things out of reality?

"Instead of Fantasy, why not try to write it in accordance with the reality of life's happening."

I shook my head as I tried to convert my writings to something that is 'bound to reality. I wanted to confirm and compare some things.

With a sigh, I began to explore and radiate reality out of this fantasy story that I wrote.

I woke up to the sound of rain pouring outside my window. It was another dreary day in the city, and I felt the weight of my problems settling on my shoulders. For the past few months, life had been tough. I was struggling to make ends meet, and my relationship with my partner was falling apart. I felt alone, lost, and hopeless.

As I got ready for work, I tried to shake off the negative thoughts and put on a brave face. But the day only got worse. My boss yelled at me for a mistake I made, and my co-workers were distant and cold. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of miseries.

But then, as I walked home in the rain, something miraculous happened. I stumbled upon a lost puppy, shivering and alone in the alleyway. Without thinking, I scooped him up and took him home with me. As I dried him off and gave him food and water, I felt a sense of purpose and joy that I hadn't felt in a long time.

Over the next few days, the puppy and I became inseparable. We went on long walks, played in the park, and snuggled on the couch. I felt like I had a new lease on life, and the puppy was my reason to keep going.

And then, one day, something even more amazing happened. As I was walking the puppy in the park, I bumped into an old friend who I hadn't seen in years. We caught up over coffee, and she told me about a job opening at her company that she thought I would be perfect for. I couldn't believe my luck.

With a renewed sense of hope, I applied for the job and got it. It was a fresh start, a chance to turn my life around. And as for the puppy, well, he became my faithful companion and best friend. Amidst all the miseries, I had found the one thing that could make me truly happy.

Amidst the Miseries- (Reality version)

Eyeing the screen in front of me, I don't feel something that elevates my feelings, no offense meant, but without the "magic" word, the things that I should connect with- vanished.

The story that I rewritten became dull and pale, I don't know. But a smile crept on my face as I stared at my screen so long then shook my head to perplexion.

As my own kind of being a writer, I choose to write a fantasy story with a happy ending rather than a realistic story with a happy ending because fantasy allows me to explore limitless possibilities that are not bound by the constraints of reality.

With fantasy, I have the freedom to create a world with magical creatures, otherworldly landscapes, and supernatural powers that can add excitement and wonder to the story.

In a fantasy world, anything is possible. I can create characters who can fly, breathe fire, or control the elements. I can invent new worlds with their own rules and laws of physics. I can take the reader on a journey that is both thrilling and enchanting.

In contrast, writing a realistic story with a happy ending might feel limiting. While there are still many possibilities in the real world, there are still limitations and constraints that I must adhere to. I cannot simply invent magical creatures or supernatural powers, and I must work within the confines of reality.

Comparing these two, fantasy has a certain charm and appeal that is hard to match in the real world.

It offers an escape from reality and allows the reader to immerse themselves in a world of magic and wonder.

I shrugged my shoulder unknowingly as I still stared at my screen eyeing that blinking cursor, well, that doesn't mean that realistic stories cannot be just as enjoyable. They offer a different kind of charm, one that is grounded in the real world and rooted in relatable experiences.

To conclude my justification, while both fantasy and reality can offer happy endings, writing a fantasy story with a happy ending allows me for more creative freedom and can offer a unique sense of enchantment and wonder that is hard to replicate in reality.

That's just because I am bound to write something more magical and fantastic memories.

I smiled, as flashes of U's face became an instant movie inside my head.

As we spend the day together, every moment feels like a dream. I bask in her gentle presence and genuine nature, feeling at peace and content in her company. Her small smiles are like the sun shining down on me, filling me with warmth and joy.

As the day passes, I find myself becoming more and more aware of a feeling that I have never experienced before.

It's a mysterious feeling that I can't quite put my finger on, but it fills me with pure bliss and happiness. It's a feeling called magic.

My heart swells with emotion as I realize that this is what it feels like to be truly happy with someone. I feel grateful to have found such a wonderful person to share my magic with, and I know that this moment will be cherished forever.

I can still recite the words she left for me. That made me wonder about something.

"As a tragic writer, I urge you to remember the importance of writing about the reality of life. While it may be tempting to stick solely to one specific genre, such as romance or science fiction, it is important to remember that there is so much more to explore in the world of literature." She said while looking straight into the depth of my soul, like she saw something inside of me.

With a smile on her face she continued. "Writing about the harsh realities of life may not always be easy or pleasant, but it can be incredibly powerful and moving. It is through exploring the depths of human experience that we can truly connect with readers and leave a lasting impact."

"So, I implore you to expand your horizons and explore the many facets of life in your writing. You may be surprised at what you discover, and your readers will thank you for sharing the beauty and tragedy of the world with them." Her words rang to my head as it doesn't make sense to me at all- not that literally without sense, but because I am more drowned with some unknown feelings inside of while she- on the other hand made an impact to me.

Huge impact.