When Mollie starts to prefer the dreams she's having to the painful reality of life, she's forced to choose between embracing a fantasy or the man she loves. ***** Since she was seven, Mollie Cutright has known two truths: she loves Howard Flynn and her dreams are the most magical part of her life. Each day she suffers at the hands of her abusive parents, but each night she is surrounded by a loving family who call her by a different name. Growing up in 1930's Virginia, no one has patience for a girl who might be mad, so Mollie strives to keep her dreams (and how often they intrude on her reality) a secret. But when her secret comes out, Mollie is sent to an asylum, though not before she and Howard are secretly engaged. It is at the asylum she discovers the dreams are echoes of her past lives. She's an immortal, if she makes a journey to claim her heritage. The problem is, if she continues down this path, she can never see Howard, the love of her life, again. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

She was warm, enchanting, enticing. Her very aura made me feel warm inside. She was everything I had ever wished for, everything I ever wanted. With one look I was encaptured, and she didn't even know. She could encage me for a lifetime and when I got out I would still love her. But would she love me? "You came back." "Of course I came back. We're together now, everything's going to be fine." ~Beauty and the Beast (1991)

"I hate you." She hissed sitting on the rooftop her hands balled in fists her eyes stinging with tears as she stared up at the stars. "I know..." He looked away dejected not serious never serious but sad. "Why cant I just be normal?! Why do you have to just- come in and fuck up my life! I was fine." He clenched his jaw sitting beside her his long legs resting on the window seal of the next house. "Because your my daughter. Because your Harleys daughter, because you are too perfect to be normal..." He traied off rubbing the back of his neck. "Did you even care... when he took me away...when Acey was taken?" She balled her skirt in her fist looking over at him. "I cared- and still care more than you will ever know. Even if at first I was...... Hesitant with the subject of being a father... I love you and your brother- Your my-" She cut him off jumping up from her seat on the rooftop. "Yeah well now hes fucking dead! He's dead and I killed him." He closed his eyes- her eyes and took a deep breath, He stood up and wraped his arms around the girl who had him wrapped around her finger from the day she was born. "You didnt kill him... You'll always be my little Jester. You didnt kill your brother sweetheart." slowly she began to spb wraping her arms around him as she screamed into his chest. No matter how Lucy denined it she would always be her fathers daughter. She would always be a Jester.