Beauty Never Dies by Cameron Jace Read Free Book Online

the curse off the town. The locals would raise their five-finger hands in the air at her as they protest against such an act, yelling Moutza Moutza . It’s a metaphor word instead of saying Ash to Ash and Cinder to Cinder before they killed the witch.”
    “When did they change that? Wasn’t this called Ash to Ash and Dust to Dust?”
    “Do you see any dust here? Dust was for those buried in graves. Cinder is for those who burn. That’s where the word Cinderella originally came from.”
    “Wow. Wow.” he said. “Now don’t you dare to destroy my childhood memories here. I never heard such claims before.”
    I turn around and face him. “Didn’t you ever listen to the song; A Dream is a Wish your Heart Makes in the Cinderella movie?” I am afraid this would take long days and night for me to explain to Loki.
    “What?” It amazes me how an arrogant boy like Loki cares about fairy tales. I understand though. It’s so hard to convince anyone that the fairy tales were forged. The best I can do is pretend that truth is only retellings and twisted fairy tales.
    “Listen to the words of the song,” I say. “A Dream? We’re in a Dreamworld right now. Heart? There is a heart that weighs 21 grams we all are searching for. True? We’re here in the Dreamworld, looking for the truth.” I know my words don’t make sense.
    Loki’s face eases. He holds me by the shoulder with two gentle hands then kills me softly, looking in my eyes. “Alice?” His voice is so tender that I wonder where that came from suddenly. “I knowyou’ve been through a lot,” His words calm me down. “But please, please, please,” Loki is saying please? I am melting here. “Gimme some of that Lewis Carroll Hookah you’ve been smoking … “
    “What?” I feel like I am being hit in the head with a sponge hammer.
    “This is just a dream,” he shouts out of a sudden. “It’s not wonder-freakin-land.”
    I yank his hands away and turn around, walking toward my goal. It’s totally my fault trying to explain to him what is going. To be honest, sometimes I think that I am living a lie. But this is the truth. “What do you care anyway? You said you’re just a Dreamhunter, helping me.”
    “But that’s Cinderella we’re talking about. The Cinderella.” He says, following me again.
    “You’re a guy. Since when do boys care about Cinderella?”
    “I don’t really care about anyone. It’s just that you’re totally messing with my brain.”
    “I know.” I sighed, as this isn’t the first time I will have to persuade someone with the fact that my ancestors altered the tales. “Here she is,” I scream. “Bianca!” I summon her.
    The authorities pull Bianca from her hair, smear her with cinder and ashes, and drag her on the ground. Her hands are chained behind her back, and her hair looks like it has been on fire. They are pulling her to the carriage to humiliate her and kill her. The reason why ahe is chained is that she can’t trigger fire at her will unless she raises her hands in the air and does the fiver finger Moutza sign. If they release her, she would burn them all. Maybe burn Venice.
    “So all those Moutza signs were to address that she is a witch?”
    “Exactly,” I say, running toward her. “There is a boat. Look at it. They will send all the other glassblowers to Murano island forever as banishment. But they will have to kill and torture the witch, Bianca, in public first.”
    “But she is not a witch,” Loki finally sympathizes. “She only has some supernatural power and didn’t hurt anyone.”
    “We have to stop them, Loki,” I yell. “We have to get her on the boat to Murano. That’s my mission.”
    “Why?”
    “We just have to.”
    I kick one of the arresting authorities in the back, but he hits me back as Bianca screams on the ground.
    “Who is she?” one of the authorities asks the other, pointing at the strange cloth I am wearing.
    “She is a witch too,” the other shouts and kicks me while