I’ve been here before. You’ll make it safe through the woods if you stay on the path, that’s the rule, but there was never a path here in the first place. Dark branches tangle overhead and the trees are different this time around but the shadows are the same, thick and cloying and very very quiet. Continue reading “Red Riding Hood, lost”
Once upon a time our princess was placed under a terrible curse at her christening.
(You know this story.) Continue reading “Sleeping With Beauty”
Falling stars and misplaced wishes
songbird’s heart and antique dishes
artist’s license, talking fishes-
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