Aurora quickly returned to the comfort of her room, the one place in the house which didn’t feel as though it had eyes watching her. She double-checked she had indeed locked the door, sothing she only started doing in the last couple of days. She loosened the bow on her dress and sat on the bed just staring at the floor.
"Should I just leave?" She wondered to herself out loud. It was the only place she called ho and she loved her siblings dearly but for how many years will she be held captive in this room? Aurora knew the world wasn’t a safe place for her to travel on her own but she wanted to get out and see other things. Here she had to learn about the world from others and their experiences or run away on a rare night to visit the town. "Regina and Samuel might not forgive if I just leave but I have to save myself from here."
Aurora sighed, falling back against her warm bed. If everyone had been honest from the start maybe she wouldn’t have felt so angry. Why are they pretending like everything is normal and treat her so kindly when they have ulterior intentions? She loved Minnie more than her father growing up but Minnie was the one hiding her intentions the most. Smiling in front of Aurora while holding a knife behind her back.
"What do they want from ? Why do they need ?"
"Personally, I think you should leave and turn back to normal before you leave."
Aurora sat up startled hearing the voice in her head. It wasn’t the wolf this ti. "Hello?" She said out loud. Was it possible she was going crazy?
"Hello! Why aren’t you looking my way? You asked a question and I answered. Look over here to the right at the ss you created. I used to be so beautiful until you made grow this big!"
Aurora looked to the right at the plant she had made to grow to prove her point to Regina about her being weird. "The plant is talking to in my head?" she said in disbelief. Strange things had been happening but this took the cake. "I’m sorry for not putting you back to normal," Aurora apologized, standing up to see the plant more clearly.
She looked down at her hand and wondered if she had accidentally given the plant the power to speak. "Do all plants speak or were it because of that you can?"
"One day I just beca like this but I learned it was because you kept laying around us. I spoke with the others before being placed in your room and they said this happened before but a long long ti ago. They also said we’ll go back to normal and you won’t be able to hear us unless you make us this way again."
"I see," Aurora muttered, surprised she had the power to do this. "Let turn you back to normal," she said, placing her hand on the plant, watching as it returned to normal. "Good as new."
"Thank you. The older trees are excited to learn that you are returning back to normal because you were the one to make them big and strong. Personally, I prefer to be small and beautiful. I’m going to miss you when you leave. You always complinted our beauty."
"The older trees?" Questioned Aurora.
"They were the ones who spoke with you a long ti ago. If you want to find sothing out about your life, they have been here a long ti. So are as old as this house."
"Thank you for telling ." This entire ti she had the power to find out about her life from the sa trees and plants she was around daily.
Moving away from the plant on her table, she went to the window and looked out to an old oak tree in the middle of the garden. She had heard from the gardener that they took extra care of it because of its age.
"Let’s see if you are an old friend," she said, starting to climb down her window. The others were busy entertaining Seth so she had an open window of ti to leave and co back.
Approaching the large tree she had walked by many tis and had even slept underneath, she wondered if it would truly be able to tell her about her life and why Minnie was referring to her as the heart of this household.
"Hello," she greeted the tree and touched it. "Please tell you know sothing about ."
This was her last hope before eting the wolf for soone to give her the slightest clue about herself.
"Hello old friend," the tree spoke in her head.
Auroras smiled happy it had worked and the oak tree knew her. "Hi! I was wondering if you perhaps know why I am able to speak with you, make things grow, and make them perish? Do you know why I am this way?"
"I rember you being kind to these people. You ca here to help them because one of them was your friend. You were supposed to leave but never did. You spoke with the first ti you visited but after that, you walked past like you didn’t even rember and I returned to normal."
"Leave? Didn’t my father bring here when my mother had died? I don’t think I would’ve had anywhere to go as a child," Aurora said, finding this story to be weird. And who was her friend? Everyone here was her family.
"A child? You walked in here as grown as you are now. I rember the day as it were yesterday and how lovely I felt after you stopped from dying. Each ti you walked past was like you were a different person. Sotis you passed as a child, a teen, or a woman. I never understood why you changed your age and body so much. So days you would stop and look at as if you recognize and wanted to speak to then I would feel your power making my roots feel better."
Aurora was in disbelief and lost for words. "I only rember coming here as a child but you rember first visiting as I am now. Does that an..."
"You are not Hamilton but an old friend," the old tree finished for her.
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