Little red riding hood
Fell off the balcony
Life was no good
Cinderella went for a walk
Stepped through the dark
Snow White had nothing to do… 24 more words
This is the seventh chapter in a continuing fictional series. To see past chapters please check my older posts.
The ringing sounded like an orchestra tuning their instruments in the quiet of the grand room I was in, and the fear came rushing back into me. 1,059 more words