Fairy tales aren't real, they exist inside books meant to lull children to sleep late at night. That doesn't explain the strange ice covered tower Aster stumbles into while prepping for Easter Morning. It also doesn't explain the lonely boy who'd been trapped there for the last three hundred years. No, this wasn't a fairy tale, and Aster was no Prince Charming. Frostbunny

Aster works nights at a university library, and days at a local community center. After having someone's personal reading material thrown into the return bin with a random email address, he wonders as to why? And proceeds to find out. Rating may go up. (Jackrabbit)