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Happily Ever After. :)

"I couldn't find a quote perfect enough to match the perfection of the beautiful fairy tales." ~QoB

White horses, a lovely princess who never has bad-hair-days, the perfect Prince Charming, gardens of love, the defeat of the evil and a perfect happy ending.

Once upon a time, there lived a wish in the golden heart of yours. The wish was beautiful, pure and simple. You took care of it like a mother takes care of her child. You whispered, "You will be reality, one day." to it every single night. You sung it sweet little lullabies, but it never slept! It kept awake, glowing brighter each moment. Its glow was so strong that it made its way into your dreams each night. Oh, the beautiful feeling of having a beautiful wish.
One fine morning, as you snuggled up by your window and read your favorite book, with your wish feeling as cozy as it could, out of nowhere came came this terrible storm. The sound of thunder and lightening frightened your wish; it begged you to save it from breaking down, and you DID try your best, but the dreadful Wicked Witch came disguised as Reality and stole your wish away from you. You ran after her, begged her to be kinder, but the Wicked Witch remained wickeder than ever before. The storm calmed down, but your heart? Your heart was restless. It felt empty. The place which was first full of the rainbows of hope and valleys of happiness, was nothing but a piece of barren land. Reality had stolen your wish away from you; you were left with nothing but the shadows of your dreams.

Years passed, seasons changed. However, nothing could change the winter in your heart.

Then, one day, a dragonfly entered your room through the same window from where the Wicked Witch had entered. You looked at the dragonfly and smiled- it was a pretty red dragonfly, and Oh-My-God! It left behind a trail of silver glitter as it moved! It hummed the beautiful song of love, peace and harmony and danced around your room. And as you stared at it in astonishment, it wrote "Dream, Hope, Believe, Love" with its silver trail in front of your eyes.
"Who are you, pray, may I know?" You found yourself asking it.
It twirled 7 times.. when, lo and behold! There appeared the MOST BEAUTIFUL, delicate, little fairy dressed in red.
"I am the Fairy of Reality," she said in a voice which sounded like tinkling bells. "You're The Chosen One. We have chosen you to fight the Dragon Of Fear, Gnome Of Resentment and The Wicked Witch (who claims to be the Fairy Of Reality, but isn't really). Your weapons are- dreams, hopes, belief and love. Go fight this battle, and win your wish back." Saying this, she disappeared.
You closed your eyes.
You killed the Dragon Of Fear with the sword of Belief.
You slaughtered the Gnome of Resentment with the dagger of Dreams.
And finally, you snatched your wish which was saved as a crystal ball from the Wicked Witch, slapped her twice by kissing her cheek, and telling her, "I DREAM, I HOPE, I BELIEVE, I LOVE."
You just saved that little wish of yours.

And as you won this battle, the lessons of the past combined with the beauty of the future. Your wish twirled upon its feet, and you, with the magical powers of dreams, hope, belief and love, turned it into reality.
....And you lived happily ever after. :)

You see? You did find your happy ending. You just needed some basic magical powers and the strength and the determination to save your wish. AND YES, HELL A LOT OF TIME.

Fairy tales- the most realistic of them all. :)

The Queen of Blah preserving her wish. :) 

One thought on “Happily Ever After. :)

Anonymous said...

The original fairy tale was about the youngest sister going into a room in the castle and finding all the bodies of the wives that came before her - she is confronted with truth, thinking about how often we think we know people and we really don't.
-Alice Hoffman
bewAre!!!!!!The ghosts of aesop, the brother's grimm, hans christian anderson and other *fantasy writers* curse and moan.
they have been mocked and parodied.YoU may not agree, but they will not reSt until tHey get their revenge.
they will huff, puff and blow until the last MAN(and/or woman for your sake) who is responsible does not breathe his (her) last breath.


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