It’s the late
1900’s, like a set straight out of Pride and Prejudice and I am a Bystander in
this Dream. There’s a dinner party going on and the center of attention is a
lovely lady with dark hair in a pearl coloured gown. She in enchanting and is
the focus of all men around her, especially these two. One had silver hair,
tied into a neat ponytail, and was dressed in rich, navy blue attire with
golden trimmings. Compared to the other gentleman, he looked like he was of the
higher social status. The other man was just as handsome, had dark brown hair
tied into a ponytail as well, though it was a little shorter. His clothes were
rich as well, but plain in comparison to the first gentleman.
For simplicity’s
sake, I’ll name the two men. The one with white hair will be Frederick and the
one with brown hair will be David. Frederick was an aristocrat who had his eyes
on the lovely lady for a while and has asked her hand for marriage once, but
she had turned him down. However that didn’t stop him from seeing her every
chance he got. He attended social gatherings and dinner parties, only if she
was too invited. Unknown to him, the reason she rejected him the first time was
because she had already her heart set on a childhood love, David.
David was from a
wealthy family too but was a working man and earned his living, while Frederick
was born from old money. He and the girl knew each other for longer a time than
Frederick. Frederick was always wary of David, but he was envious of anyone was
closer to the lady than he was. That dinner party however, David made a special
announcement. He proposed to the girl there and then and, flustered and
blushing, the girl accepted. Everyone cheered and was overjoyed, and
congratulated the two. And Frederick seethed in a corner by himself.
The Dream then
shifts and takes us to another time where Frederick is with David, alone in a
library or study room. This is where David tells Frederick of his story, of how
he and the girl were friends from childhood and how naturally their love for
one another blossomed. It was obvious to David that Frederick was jealous, as
they bantered sarcastic remarks over petty, unrelated issues. But what he
didn’t know was how well Frederick’s hatred had rooted every since the night of
the dinner party. David was too proud over the fact that he had won her hand
instead, but he failed to remain alert. As they bantered, David stayed seated
in the comfortable armchair while Frederick walked idly about the bookcases
around the room.
Where he was able to
point a pistol at David’s head and shoot him point-blank from behind.
Jealousy and hate make men into
terrible things. This was just so sad, I don’t even know. I bet Frederick went
insane and got himself caught and thrown into an asylum, where he grew into a
psychotic, fuelled by the delusion that he’ll have the girl fall in love with
him no matter what the cost. God, that’d make a creepy movie. Wonder if it’s
already been done before...
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