Once upon a time... A beautifully sculpted castle made of rainbow glass glistened in the ever-sunshiny world of fantasy. Towers and turrets competed with each other in a race to the sky. The ballroom was immense, with rich fabric and ornate mirrors adorning the walls. On the ceiling, murals of all her favorite musicians were watching from their larger-than-life vantage point. She had a wonderful prince waiting for her, the sort of prince who was sweet and caring and adorable and handsome and loved her more than anything else. She had a perfectly beautiful face and figure. Golden, shimmering satin and whispering soft silk draped over her in harmonious layers of skirts.
She had just come home the victor of epic battles agaisnt evil. The forces of darkness had been beaten again by the brilliance of goodness. Cute talking animals danced around her, making witty remarks, and ALL FAIRY TALES SOUND LIKE THIS!
For some reason, I read them, over and over again. It's never the same book but the story is always the same. I can tell from page one who will end up together, which side will win, and who will be the witty character that makes adorable remarks at the funniest times. I guess the reason these stories that have been engrained into my mind still appeal to me is because I really wish my life was like a fairy tale too. I want to be beautiful and wear glamorous dresses. I want to have a fantastical castle. I want to consort with adorable and witty people (or animals). I want to nearly-single-handedly defeat the forces of evil with my brilliance. And mostly I want a wonderful guy to love me more than anything else.
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