I wake up in a cold row boat in the middle of the sea. "Hello?" I yell. No answer. I find crackers, my favorite book, a note, and some other things. The note reads "We had to do it. You killing that boy was uncalled for. -Mayor". "He hurt me first!" I yell.
“I haven't finished revisiting Sleeping Beauty. As a faerie tale, that one is rife with inherent difficulties. After all, the world doesn't stop just because one person is asleep.” ~Anna Sheehan, A Long, Long Sleep vintage photography ♡