Originally a Grimm tale.
Once upon a time there was a king and queen with the burning desire to have a child.
On one beautiful summer’s day as all of the roses surrounding the castle were in full bloom, their wish came true.
A beautiful baby was born; a princess.
People from all across the land came to the castle to celebrate.
All the fairies were invited, but to her regret, the queen had forgotten to invite just one.
The celebrations had begun and just as all the fairies were making their wishes for the princess, the castle doors swung wide open and the forgotten fairy appeared at the door.
“I’ve got my own wish for the princess,” she spat. “When she comes of age at eighteen she will prick her finger on a spinning wheel and she will die!” “NO!” shouted one of the good fairies.
“I won’t let that happen. I’ve not had my wish and I wish she not die, but fall asleep for one hundred years.” And so it was.
The day the princess turned eighteen, she was wandering around the palace.
She stumbled upon a spinning wheel in a room high up in the castle’s tower.
She pricked her finger and fell into a deep, deep sleep.
As if by magic, all of the people in the castle fell asleep with her and the roses grew to engulf the castle walls.
The people outside forgot about the royal family and the castle hidden behind the rose bushes.
That is, until exactly one hundred years later, when a handsome prince passed by....