Midnight Dances
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Once Upon a Midnight. . .
Twelve sisters danced the night away in a far away magical kingdom that existed solely for them. They danced from dusk until dawn, wearing away at their dancing slippers every night until they became nothing but strips of cloth. They smiled and laughed while they danced with handsome partners, the magical kingdom filling them with only happiness. It wasn't until they returned to their world of non-magic did they feel exhaustion and pain and hatred for the magical kingdom. However, they couldn't breath a word to a soul about their midnight dances, even after their father proclaimed that someone find the truth of the worn slippers. But the dark magic that forced the midnight escapades was strong enough to keep the men from the truth and princesses from telling it. Nobody was to figure out the case of the worn slippers, and the princesses were to forever dance their nights away, no matter the costs, and that's just how the magic kingdom's tyrant liked it.
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