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I sit on my red plaid chair and curl up my feet. Raising my hands in the air with delight, I don't see a beautiful big bedroom. I see glittering floors made of marble, with lush velvet curtains adorning the french windows. A lovely stranger walks toward me. I've never met him, but he's always been in my dreams, a different aspect of his personality captured every time.

"Hello my princess."

"Hello, you."

I can practically hear my heart break out into "I Know You" from Sleeping Beauty, once of my favourite romance stories.

I'm in my grubby uniform, but he looks at me like I am a thing to treasure.

I reach up and we embrace. I can almost feel him, his sunny, intense personality radiates from a mile away.

"Prince of my dreams
Far away
To call my own
Someday"

I wake up from the daydream, sighing with near-fufillment. The song is so true. Cept the "to call my own" part. That sounds possesive and illegal. But I digress.

Actually there's not much left to say.

I just know he'll come someday.

I can picture it now...your going to be one of those writers who creates legendary fairytales, your always poetic about your work, it's beautiful!

Oh and I started my book! the prologue is posted in the drama section :)

love you

X

oh my thank you so much anwen...

i'll check it out right now!

luvya <3

Very good!! more!!

sorry darling, that was a oneshot fic. lol.

aww! oh well.