"That Prince swept me off my feet...
Flying his horse across the soft mushy rainbow laced clouds",
She narrated her dream to the green blades of grass,her all time loyal companions of gossip laughter and tears...
The jaded earth swinged swiftly along with the wind as if responding to her tale...
It was well past her deadline to be back in the dungeon.
Unknowingly she engrossed herself in the same sequence over n over again...
For in no time the rainbow, the greens, the frog prince, the crystal glass shoe, the pumpkin that turned into a chariot, the candy cottage , the dwarfs, the long locks of golden braided hair, the castle all seemed real.
She woke up yet again being a victim of her own tinytale.
Stretching her claws, shaking dust off her fins, brushing her horns across d rough wall to sharpen them she said to herself,"Fairies are for real!"
She believed in miracles...
#notsotinytales
Prajakta Sathe
Flying his horse across the soft mushy rainbow laced clouds",
She narrated her dream to the green blades of grass,her all time loyal companions of gossip laughter and tears...
The jaded earth swinged swiftly along with the wind as if responding to her tale...
It was well past her deadline to be back in the dungeon.
Unknowingly she engrossed herself in the same sequence over n over again...
For in no time the rainbow, the greens, the frog prince, the crystal glass shoe, the pumpkin that turned into a chariot, the candy cottage , the dwarfs, the long locks of golden braided hair, the castle all seemed real.
She woke up yet again being a victim of her own tinytale.
Stretching her claws, shaking dust off her fins, brushing her horns across d rough wall to sharpen them she said to herself,"Fairies are for real!"
She believed in miracles...
#notsotinytales
Prajakta Sathe
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