The dreaming one
she stands at the mirror
imagining great white wings
at her back
but then she remembers
what she has done
what she is yet to do
and suddenly
her wings are blood-red
and they crumble to dust...
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In Dreams || A Collection of Short Stories
Poviedky"You are made of dreams and this world is not for you." ~Call Down The Hawk (Maggie Stiefvater)
