And I Believed

Wendy was a girl with a wild imagination, she created fantasized worlds, and dreamed of fae and dragons. She drew dogs with wings and lions and snakes. She wrote planets of ice and fire and cold. She wrote a happy ending for each of them, but she was dying all along. She was dying when she first opened her eyes and dying when she let out her last breath. She never saw the world that stood under her feet, she only created worlds other than her own.