What is helplessness? Is it an emotion, or an illusion? Will someone lead you away, or will you leave yourself? What exactly is it, that one desires? Pain and suffering, or peace and beauty? They are all illusions, all in your mind, and that is why you can't leave.
In the basement, a girl and her wolf lay. In the living room, a group of slain men, all placed in random. There is someone else in the house, too.
♛Wattpad Featured Story♛ The retelling of Cinderella through the eyes of the (cynical and perverted) pumpkin that became the carriage. ▶There is strong language in this story.◀