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A retelling of the ballet with the same name. A girl has fallen for the most eligible man in their village. Will she be able to catch his attention, or will someone else?

Tales Retold šŸ’› Coppelia

Tales Retold šŸ’› Coppelia by Ann Sepino

They were best friends, and she had secretly loved him since she was thirteen.

They were best friends, and she had secretly loved him since she was thirteen. But he was in love with someone else: the young maiden who sat by the window of their new neighbor's house.

Everyday, her dearest friend would stand beneath the neighbor's window and try to gain the maiden's attention.

Everyday, her dearest friend would stand beneath the neighbor's window and try to gain the maiden's attention. However, the maiden would not speak or turn his way; it was as if she didn't hear him.

So one night, Hilda decided to climb her neighbor's house and confront the maiden once and for all.

So one night, Hilda decided to climb her neighbor's house and confront the maiden once and for all. She would tell the girl to either return her friend's greetings or stop stringing him along altogether.

She would rather see her beloved happy with someone who'd captured his heart, rather than pining for someone who did not want him.

She would rather see her beloved happy with someone who'd captured his heart, rather than pining for someone who did not want him. Alas, when she entered the house, she found not a maiden but a doll!

It was the most beautiful doll she had ever seen, and it looked almost like a real person.

It was the most beautiful doll she had ever seen, and it looked almost like a real person. This revelation, although giving her much relief, also made her feel sorry for her friend.

She wanted to make him happy, and she knew that telling him of the beautiful maiden's true nature would make him sad.

She wanted to make him happy, and she knew that telling him of the beautiful maiden's true nature would make him sad. "I know what I must do," she said as an idea entered her mind. "Since you are not a real person, I shall have to take your place."

Everyday, she would sneak into the house and sit behind the doll.

Everyday, she would sneak into the house and sit behind the doll. Everyday, she would converse with her friend... and fall in love with him even more.

But one afternoon, her friend came bearing a golden ring in his palm and a question on his lips. "Dearest Coppelia, will you marry me?"

But one afternoon, her friend came bearing a golden ring in his palm and a question on his lips. "Dearest Coppelia, will you marry me?" His proposal frightened her, and she knew she could not prolong the ruse anymore. "I am not Coppelia," she sadly revealed. "I am Hilda."

At first she thought her friend would be angry, but she was surprised when he climbed into the house, took her into his arms and kissed her.

"I am the most blessed of men," he said. "To think I did not pursue you for fear that you'd reject me, only to discover that you feel the same.

"To think that I was falling in love with someone new, when it was still you all along."

After she heard her beloved's words, she accepted his proposal and married him that very day.

END

Thank you for reading this reimagined story! I'm currently very busy, so I hope you don't mind just two drawings for each tale. Please have a great day, wherever you are. šŸ’› Ann Sepino (annsepino.mystrikingly.com)

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