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So Much For My Happy Ending
When she was younger, she believed fairytales could come true.
When her life was taken from her and she'd taken a liking to blood and the dark, believing in fantasy had been her escape from the harsh reality she'd chosen for herself. And sometimes, in the depths of the night, she'd still wish upon a star.
Now, however, as the Devil approaches and she's crying her eyes out, it's hard to find a light in the darkness the way she used to when she was a child.
He reaches for her and her dead heart shakes inside her chest.
Rip van Winkle just stopped believing in fairytales.