Alyssa naturally fainted when she realized that she want dreaming. The valley flowers around her slowly started to turn for white to bright pink, once her cut hit a flower. As she regained consciousness she was bedazzled. She got to her feet and went down the valley. In the distance she could make out what looked like a small town. She looked down. Her face instantly flushed. She was still in her pajamas. She was lacking footwear, but she still walked down to the village. What she didn't know was that those flowers, and her clothes would spread like no other news. She had a choice, that could kill her.
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A Drop of a Fairy Tale
FantasyThese is my own story. I invented these characters and the plot. Please be aware of that. This story is dedicated to Elise and Halle Klinger. I hope you love it just as much as I do.
