For this week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt, we are asked to weave a tale that deals with the notion of “happily ever after.”
I’m not a big fan of fairytales, and as to “happily ever after,” well, as I said in a post I wrote last month, in real life, shit happens. Life has its ups and downs, its highs and lows. Happiness, itself, is elusive, but to achieve it “ever after”? Just how long is “ever after” anyway?
Yes, I’m jaded, cynical, and skeptical about happily ever afters. But in the interest of responding to this prompt, I’ll give happily ever after a go. Are you ready?
Once upon a time there was a magical land where the sun shown brightly on the mountains and the prairies and the oceans white with foam. The people who lived in this land were good people, happy people, caring people, generous people, loving people, free people. Everything seemed right throughout the land.
But then a strange, clown-like man with orange, cotton candy hair, tiny little hands, and a long red tie showed up and started planting seeds of doubt regarding all that was great about the land. And the people became restless and unhappy and they started to turn on one another.
Influencers from far away lands with malevolent intent aided and abetted the evil clown to manipulate and further divide the citizenry, which enabled the clown to assume the throne. And once there, he immediately began tearing down all of the institutions that had made this land so special. He turned against the friends and allies of the land while embracing those from other lands who meant us harm.
But one day, a special man appeared and he shined a bright light upon the evil clown-king, along with his slithering, spineless cronies. The bright light exposed the clown-king for all of his nefarious acts, in collusion with the bad guys from far away places, in order to seize power. The light also exposed his actions to cover up all of his misdeeds and to obstruct their exposure.
The people rejoiced when the clown-king, who proved to be a conman, a charlatan, and a traitor, and was removed from the throne and was thrown behind bars.The madness was finally over, the darkness dissipated, order was finally restored, and the people of the land lived happily ever after.
And this, my friends, is the end of my fairytale.