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“There once was a girl,” he murmured, “clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a King—a shepherd by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same: “The girl, the King… and the monster they became.”
“I tell myself I am stronger than my doubts—that I’m good. Even if it doesn’t always feel that way.”
Tell him how you feel. If you don’t say it aloud, can it ever be real?
