Once upon a time there was a young writer. She was fairly talented and liked to spend all her time writing. One day she was writing the most sadist love story she had ever done. The words poured from her very heart and onto the page. Her family worried about her because she could no longer eat or sleep, she insisted upon finishing her story. Unfortunately the way the story was going one of the lovers was going to die. When the chapter came she cried over the book no longer able to write. The story was paused and unable to move. The prince, one of the lovers, could take the suspense no longer so he came out of the story and demanded she finish it believing it was the will that he should die.
Finally the girl listened to him and continued. It was incredible painful because of how much of her heart she had poured into the story, but she continued anyway and got to the part where one of the lovers was to die.
The prince in the story watched in horror and shock as his beautiful love was the one to die, not him. Angered and itching for revenge he leapt out of the story again and drove his sword right through the young writer’s heart.
She died immediately and the prince was thrown back into the story… the story that would never end… Quickly he realized his grave mistake and begged for a second chance, but it was too late. The writer was dead and forever the story would continue without an end.
The prince was forced to live with himself wishing he had let the writer finish. Perhaps she had a better ending … if he had only left her alive…
…But… the story continued and the writer may have been dead, but you forget, dear reader, that the girl had poured her heart into the story and her heart is wanting to finish what it had started…
Random story :P I don't know if I'll ever continue it because of how many other books I have to write, but I thought it might be fun for you guys to imagine the ending for yourselves.