I was dreaming. I was always dreaming. Always dreaming, never waking. I was perpetually on the verge of waking but never quite reaching the point where I woke completely.
Ever since my sixteenth birthday. The best and worst day of my life. The day I discovered I was royalty. But it was also the day my destiny was fulfilled: I pricked my finger on the spindle in my own home.
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Ringo-Ichigo's random stories
I'll just be writing short stories up here about whatever I feel like. They could be fanfiction, mysteries, ghost stories, dreams, or anything. Think of this as a little smidgen of what goes on in my head.
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