Once Upon a Dream

by Liz Braswell

“Sweet princess, if through this wicked witch’s trick A spindle should your finger prick, A ray of hope there still may be in this, the gift I give to thee: Not in death but just in sleep The fateful prophecy you’ll keep, And from this slumber you shall wake When True Love’s Kiss the spell shall break.”

It was also hard to tell if it was blue or pink, which was sort of strange, because she wasn’t color-blind.

“I’m putting both swords between us. I hope you cut your elbow.”