Thursday, July 10, 2014

The Real Fairy


Let her sleep...she has been asleep for years now..for almost a century...
The grass grew...the trees grew taller..the creepers covered the cracks on the walls... all was still...frozen in time... she has been asleep for over a century now...let her sleep.
Why wake her from her peaceful slumber...when she can dream of a beautiful world...a garden full of roses and a sky full of stars...a world which knows nothing less than perfection... a world of bliss, a world of love.
Put to sleep by a Fairy...she is dreaming a dream years and years old. A fairy in a black cloak and a pointed hat on a broomstick.
She is Sleeping Beauty...let her sleep.

Warmth and high

Plastic cups lay strewn around. Drinks spilt on the progressively fading carpet had started to dry up on their own. The stink of ashes on th...