The second story I wrote: Purchase

This is the second story I wrote. But you may find it difficult to understand because I didn't arrange it in the order of time. Besides, it is not an ordinary story about the princess and the prince. Here comes the story.

Purchase

When it came to the biggest dream of Tim's, it definitely would be to find the princess, and could scrutinize her, know everything about her. It would be the most impressive and the most meaningful moment for Tim, and the world would be immersed in the holy light it sent out. The light was once mild and serene, but it surged over the control in a sudden and burst into an eruption and it was so bright that it could reveal all the secrets. But, all was just a flash. Soon it dimmed, and died away. The dark, freezing and lonely limbo invaded the sweetest part of Tim's heart. He must find the princess.

Tim set off! He must rescue the princess. The princess was taken away by the horrible and evil monster. All these consequences were causes by Tim's faults. Yes, many faults made by Tim when they were together formed into the current situation. Details of their lives were already looming in the long memory, but the only image carved in his mind was: She turned around abruptly, and the braid just swept his face. He knew that she once tried to forgive him, but it was fruitless when faced to lies, and bigger lies behind them. Though he promised he would never have the same wrongdoing done, their relationship collapsed by no means-princess was no longer to look in his eyes. In this tough world, we were mean to say our forgiveness. We could erase the pain, and could have lessons to be more mature.

Many years ago, Tim once abandoned the princess. He kissed her neck, and then packed the luggage and stepped out the door without looking back. He was regret, at least a little, at the current stage. He was on the journey of finding her again, for telling her he did know the hurt he left for her after the departure without saying goodbye. But, one thing could not be omitted, that is to tell her it was good to live without her. He had considered their match were perfect for a long period. He protected the princess and cared about her, tried his best to convert his faults, to let her get rid of the trouble. It was the same for the princess. She cleared up all her mistakes to please him. Yet, it was dangerous. She must know you entirely to please you. Thus, you could not ignore her expectations, and could not keep away from her eyes. Tim needed to jump out this cage, to search for the hope for escaping. Sometimes, he needed to escape from the care she gave him.
His progress was accumulated by days and nights. He knew he was approaching the princess and sure he would find her! She would change him totally, and brought a radical change to the world.

He felt that every spot in his journey would inspire a certain emotion, and every emotion would evoke a certain memory: a memory of a certain time, and a certain place. He could even evoke the feeling of surrounding by her arms and the smell of the perfume on her body which could make him drunk.

It may be an unassailable truth that a ring can represent the happiness in a perfect world. It stands for the faith that would never fade: even if he could never find the princess, he would absolutely not give it up. He would wear that ring until he died.

He observed the falling apple, the track of the swinging metal ball and the bending spring. Through these clues he could find the princess, and could see her face.
In that terrible night he had a dream. He finally found the monster: a knight with a scary mask. At first, the princess was struggling to escape from the control of the knight, and calling for his help. He summoned all his strength to run as fast as he could and jumped over the traps that set by the knight with the help of the princess. Finally, they met, with all sweat. Suddenly, a harsh light flashed, and time began to flow backward- things changed. This time the princess didn't help him, but try to trap him, and even jumped into the knight's arms!

He woke up with a start, and found he was already at the gate of the castle. He kneed on the ground behind a pillbox and looked through a telescope, and waited.
On that moment hung eternity, still. Space contracted to a pinpoint.

“We made it.”

“Now we are all sons of bitches.”