Prologue
All was quiet at the struck of midnight.
The town was silent, no evidence of a fight.
But during the day, as time unfolds
Reveals this fray, of centuries old.
But a little pixie, sent to set it straight
Had a plan, before it was too late.
"The cold one ones and the wolves have fought long enough,
It is time for punishment, something good and rough."
With a little bit of thinking and a pinch of thought,
This pixie thought of something, hoping it won't rot.
"I'll give them some nightmares, confusion here and there,
And when they finally wake up, things won't be so fair.
If the havoc I cause will have no effect,
Not to worry, I have lots left.
A sleeping spell should start this mess,
and when they wake up, it'll be a game of guess
And with a mischievous giggle and giving her wand a tink,
She flew of to the bedroom high in fashion, with lots of pink.
Author's Note: Should I continue or delete. I need to know what you think!