I was frozen in fear, my body still as a statue. No..... It can't be.....
I bolted back to the safety of my little cottage before the creature could see me. I rushed through the fabric door, and jumped into my straw bed. As I cuddled into my warm covers, I thought about what I had just witnessed. Mythical creatures aren't real.... They can't be, but if so, what did I just see? My eyes are surely playing tricks on me.
Oh what am I going to do with myself....
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You Changed Me
FantasyOnce, there was a poor girl living in the smallest of cottages. Her name was Isabella, and she had very big curiosity. One special night something changed. As she was gazing out her window and into the luminescent night on her wooden stool, she name...
