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Remembered--A Disney FanficIt was a time of celebration for the Magic Kingdom. Princess Anna and Queen Elsa were being inducted into the line of Disney Princesses. Every queen, princess and maiden across the realm was invited to attend, and they all did. Even Slue-Foot Sue, Katrina van Tassel, and Captain Amelia had made the turnout, and everyone there was quite happy for the new arrivals…
"And so," Snow White finished, "it’s with great privilege and honor that I crown Elsa and Anna as official Disney Princesses. I would like to thank each and every one one of you for helping to make this happen, and to remind you all that with a smile and a song, all your troubles melt away!"
Anna and Elsa proudly stepped forward as Snow White placed sparkling crowns on their heads. They waved to the crowd, and the room erupted in cheers.
Princess Aurora stepped forward to address those gathered.
"That concludes our ceremony," Aurora said with a gentle smile. "You’re all free to go wherever you wi
Toontown GoodbyesWinky Dizzypop popped out of her portable hole and gazed at the fireworks in the sky. It had been a very long time since she'd come to Toontown--her phrases were still set to Winter, and her Doodle, Topaz, was still talking like it was April Toon's Week. She had visited a few times on occasion, but they were always brief.
Not today, though.
Today she had been called back because the world as she knew it was ending soon.
Winky felt sad as she watched the fireworks gleam and glow in the sky. All of the friends she had made, when she looked, were no longer around.
And there was so much she had yet to do--things she'd promised herself she would do, given resources and time. She had never gotten past that Mover and Shaker quest for 3 Laff Points, and, thus, could get neither a Lawbot suit nor a Bossbot suit. When accessories were new, and even when they were old, she had never been in a position to buy one. She had never purchased a Doodle from Donald's Dreamland or gotten very far in fishi
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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