Our savior, our highness!

(This is an updated version I revised some parts, please read my bio/enjoy!)

(This was meant to have more of a childish/fairytale tone.)

There once was a little highness.

The little highness lived in a little castle. A castle that was in the center of a village.

This village atmosphere was always so alive and cheerful.

But the little highness was always scared of being around their people.

This time, the little highness wanted to change. The little highness wanted to understand and feel the same way the village felt, so the little highness went to seek out and make some friends.

The little highness during their walk in a little park found a kid, standing there, lonely.

“Do you want to be friends?” The little highness asked the boy.

“Um.. ok.” Says the boy.

The little highness then went on, day after day trying arduously to play with, humor, and keep the boy around.

But the boy for some reason always seemed distant from the little highness.

The little highness typically was the one who asked the boy if they wanted to play.

The little highness typically was the one who tried to induce conversations with

the boy.

But the boy still seemed to stay distant, never making their presence aware for the little highness anytime the little highness tried or couldn’t find them, and sometimes even ignored the little highness.

At last, the little highness thought that maybe the boy just didn’t like them.

The little highness then became very sad.

But, the little highness also felt annoyed.

Then came the shout of the big highness, who lived in the little highness's head.

“YOU'RE JUST BORING!” Big highness shouted.

“OTHER PEOPLE CAN DO THIS BETTER THAN YOU.”

“Please stop! That can’t be true! I can’t be boring!” The little highness shouted back.

The big highness retaliated. “FINE. GO TRY TO MAKE MORE FRIENDS. I WILL PROVE YOU WRONG.”

The little highness, reluctant to agree with the big highness, decided to try again.

The little highness took a walk in the park again, and this time, found a little girl, standing there, lonely.

“Do you want to be friends?” The little highness asked.

“Well, ok.” Says the girl.

The little highness then went on for the entire afternoon, trying arduously to play with, humor, and keep the girl around.

But the next day, the girl seemed distant.

She seemed to be looking for someone else to keep her company. She seemed to be uninterested with the little highness, as she swayed her head from the left to the right.

And then, the little highness saw a prince walk up to her. The girl then smiled brightly, laughing, chatting, and walking away with the prince.

The little highness then became very sad.

But, the little highness also felt confused.

“Why can’t I make friends?” The little highness wondered in perplexity.

Then came the shout of the big highness who lived in the little highness’s head.

“YOU'RE JUST BORING!” the big highness shouted.

“OTHER PEOPLE CAN DO THIS BETTER THAN YOU!”

“No! That can’t be true!” The little highness yelled back, but this time with an uncertainty that made their voice tremble.

The big highness again, retaliated. “FINE. TRY ONE MORE TIME, AND YOU’LL SEE I'M RIGHT!”

The little highness, this time quietly replied “Okay. I will try again.”

The little highness wandered into the park one more time, and for this time, found a group of people.

“Come! Join us!” The group of people told the little highness.

The little highness delightedly joined the group of people.

But something was wrong.

The little highness then went on, still trying arduously to play with, humor, and keep the group, wanting to continue being friends with them.

The little highness struggled to find interesting things to say.

The little highness struggled to find funny things to say.

The little highness struggled to seem relevant.

Then, the little highness seemed distant to the group, as the little highness avoided them in fear of the group not liking them already.

Then, the little highness started trying to seem uninterested when alone, which confused themself on why they were doing that.

The little highness then became very sad.

But, the little highness just sighed.

“What am I lacking?” The little highness wondered, in disconcertment.

Then came the shout of the big highness who lived in the little highness’s head.

“YOU ARE JUST BORING!” The big highness shouted.

“YOU AREN'T INTERESTING!”

“YOU AREN’T RELEVANT!”

“YOU’RE JUST UNFUNNY!”

“NO ONE ADMIRES YOUR MUNDANE PRESENCE!”

“WALLOW IN YOUR OWN SOLITUDE!”

“...BECAUSE OTHER PEOPLE CAN DO THIS BETTER THAN YOU!”

“Please stop! No more! I don’t want to hear it anymore! I want to be funny!” The little highness yelled, finally having enough.

“I want to be important! I want to be charismatic! I want to be relevant! I want to be interesting! I want to be good at this too! Why can’t I fit in with these people?”

The little highness, in frustration of themself, decided to go back into their castle, and sat there, pondering.

Day and nights have gone by, and the little highness still sat there,

Desperately trying to perceive what they're doing wrong.

Desperately trying to understand how to eradicate what they believe is their awfully irritating impairment.

And over and over, the little highness can hear big highness’s shouts, no matter how closely they press their hands against their ears,

desperately trying to not let big highness’s seeds of doubt grow any further.

As the little highness had lie down, they realized something. It felt as if this particular sorrow was familiar, a very nostalgic feeling. Why did the little highness rarely leave the castle in the first place? It was hard for them to remember.

One night, the little highness is found continuing to lay on their bed, mulling over the same things they have for the previous days.

“Why am I different from those people? Was I born like this?”

The same questions resurfacing again and again,

Until the little highness hears a voice.

This time, it wasn’t internal shouting. It sounded different, comforting almost.

“How sad… don’t take this as such a big deal. Stop complaining over this nonsense, you’re a highness, dear.” Says the voice.

“Who are you?” The little highness’s head shoots up, and asks.

“I am here. Look behind you.” The voice replied.

The little highness turned around and saw a ghost who looked just like the little highness.

“I am the ghost of this castle. You’ve been ruminating over and over about the same things for such a while. Aren’t you tired, little one??” The ghost questioned, as the translucent being floated in front of the little highness.

“I am.. but,” Says the little highness as they sigh, rising up onto their feet. “I won’t leave the castle until I figure out the remedy to this… ailment. I refuse!”

The ghost grimaces at the little highness in pity.

Then flows towards them, and suddenly the little highness feels warmth around them, as the ghost embraces the little highness in a consoling gesture, a nurturing hug.

The little highness eyes widened in confusion feeling as though their heart stopped.

Then, the little highness feels their shoulder ease.

And then the little highness cries.

The little highness sobs, still captured within the ghosts consoling arms. Everything they’ve felt within the previous days worth of tears surging out of the little highness, akin to a heartfelt tsunami.

“There, there.” The ghost says in a calm tone, letting go of the little highness and wiping their tears.

“There, there. Don’t worry, I’m here for you, dear highness.”

“I don’t know what to do. It feels as though I’m always alone no matter how hard I try.” Mumbles the little highness, staring at the wooden ground.

“This is why I’m here, child. I can help you if you trust in me.” The ghost says. “All you have to do is follow me.”

“You can? Really?” Asks the little highness looking up at the ghost. The gaze of desperation.

“Only if you want me to. Seeing you in such a despairful state is pitiful. I can help you redeem your worth, and give you the purpose you're chasing.”

The little highness fixated on the ghost. It's true, they didn’t want to stay here in the castle, lonely and contemplating on why they are. Big highness had asked them before…: what if they were always bound to be alone, no matter how much they thought, trying to find a solution? No matter how hard they tried to think of ways to keep people around. No, not even if all the stars far above the castle roofs aligned and formed an illuminating celestial symphony, would they ever fit in?

“Okay.” Says the royalty.

“I’ll trust you so please… help me.”

“Very well, dear. Please follow me.”

So the little highness finally decided to follow the ghost, hoping for their answer to be in reach. The ghost led the little highness up the castle’s long spiral of stairs, and finally halted at the top balcony.

“Look down at the village.” The ghost says.

“This village is beautiful isn’t it? Look at the very peaceful people of the village sleeping soundly.”

The little highness looks out over the village under the dark sky, breathing in the chilly air, and taking in the calmness of the night.

“Do you like your village, little highness?” Asked the ghost, turning their head.

“...I love my village. Even if I feel like this. My village is all I’ve ever known. I look down from my window everyday. I see the people laughing.. selling fruits… trading goods… just being a community.”

“I see. So you love your village a lot… but look, over there.” Says the ghost, pointing towards a cottage down below in the distance.

Then, a bright light shined, and suddenly booms, throwing the cottage into a chaos of flames.

The little highness’s expression turns into one of dismay as they oversee the fire quickly spreading.

“What.. oh my… what happened! Where did that come from? I must do something!” The little highness shouts frantically.

But before the little highness could think to dash out, the ghost stretched their hand out before the little highness, as the little highness turned around facing the ghost, back against the railing of the balcony.

“What are you doing?” The little highness asks, confuzzled as their heart pounds in urgency.

“Not so fast dear.” The ghost spoke, looking into the little highnesses eyes, the gaze of soulless life. “This, is what you wanted.” The ghost answers.

“What do you mean? I don’t know what you’re… what are you trying to do?” The little highness asks the ghost, as their eyes flicker between the ghost’s eyes and the ghost’s hand.

“You don’t understand? Let me explain darling.” Mutters the ghost.

“You want to be interesting. You want to be important. You want to be liked. You want people to be swarming around you. You want to be amusing.” The ghost says slowly.

“You want company and recognition, am I wrong? The way you were eager to make friends.. You want people to feel the same eagerness with you.”

“Please.. What is going on!” The little highness shouts in terror as the people of the village awaken and begin to holler.

“Little highness. Dear, little highness.” The ghost starts, staring calmly at the little highness, almost as if in reassurance.

“I will push you from this balcony and you will fall. After your body hits the ground, your soul will turn into a cloud. A rain cloud. A rain cloud that will disperse all the fire and save your people. You wanted to be admired, recognized, liked, and you will be remembered. You will be all those things, people will praise you for saving them. People will marvel at the sight of your graceful rain drops, companying you with sounds of rejoice. And people will bury your body, remembering your bravery.”

The little highness stood there in silence but trembling, as the little highness stared at the ghost, listening to their words carefully.

Then, the little highness finally speaks.

“I’ll be liked.. I'll be admired..? Really?” The little highness says as their voice shakes, and with an expression of uncertainty.

“Yes.” The ghost replied, slowly enclosing the gap between its hands and the little highness’s head.

“Be the rain. The beautiful, glistening rain, and their savior. Rain on the people and the people’s admiration and gratefulness will be shown, it will blossom so brightly it will illuminate even the darkest of skies. Even brighter than that fire. You are no longer irrelevant as you are their savior. You are no longer unamusing as they will gleefully smile and laugh when they see the sight of your cloud and inevitable gift. You are no longer boring, as your rain will give birth to the beautifulest of floras across the village and disperse their current life threatening issue. Rain down your water and their love shower you. And no one will do that, better than you.”

“...I, Wait! Why do-” Says the little highness.

But before the little highness could finish, the ghost pushed them off the balcony.

“You must save them quickly. The fire spreads fast. And now… I have fulfilled my promise!” Says the ghost.

“Now, you aren’t little. Or big. you can be simply, just right.”

The ghost says, as their words fade.

But just as the little highness took their last glance at the ghost. But there was no one there glancing at them right back.

Now, the little highness nonetheless was falling.

And falling.

It seemed like the little highness would fall forever.

But before the little highness hit the ground, they thought again.

“Why… Do I have to sacrifice my body, a part of me, to be liked? To finally be.. appreciated?”

“To finally be important to people? To have company? To be just right? No, I don’t want to… I just want to be liked for the little highness… I am.”

The little highness body hits the ground below with a thud, the horrid noise shattering in the background of the flame’s crackles and the hollering in the night.

As the little highness’s body lies below, a faint, wispy cloud begins to rise from it. The cloud grows bigger and bigger darkening as it blocks out the light of the moon. Thunder rumbles in the distance,

and the first drops of rain begin to fall.

There, up in the dark sky, you’ll find the “just right” highness. Their highness in the sky, serving as a rain cloud as dignified as the relief it produces, and as dark as its embodiment.

(Ty for reading even if you found it a bit cringy haha!)