Monday, April 3, 2023

B is for Briar

She once called me the Fairest of them all. Searching her own reflection, she saw only me. The girl she loves and discarded for power. She crushed what she saw. She ended up cursing both of us. I rose from my curse no less the witch than she. Determined never to be alone, to isolate myself as she did, I sought a love of my own, even if I had to curse her to do so. I got more than I ever dreamed I would.

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