Tomato in the Mirror
In this amazing technicolor vision, you are waltzing with a handsome
prince. He winks at you with chocolate brown eyes the same color as
his hair. Your shabby clothes have been replaced with a dress that is
multicolored shades of red silk. Everyone is laughing and dancing the
night away. What a wonderful evening.
You find yourself talking to this handsome man. "Prince Gertil,
what time is it?" He pulls you close to him and whispers,
"Does it matter? You are with me. We have all the time in the
world." You giggle and blush. If only every man in the kingdom
possesed Gertil's charm...
The memory dies. You long to be in Gertil's arms again. Those were the
days, weren't they? Those days, as Princess
Margaret...
Margaret... that name sounds eerily familiar... Suddenly, the ruins
fade, replaced by a glowing ballroom. Great, you think. Perfect time
for a flashback. Wait a minute! You don't remember this place... or do
you?
