It was written all over her face.
The feeble dreams of a mortal are so easy to vanquish.
All you have to do is give them the fairy drink,
And they will become one of us.
The price they pay is a painful one.
They give up their mortality and feelings to the devil.
And when she opened her eyes,
The fairytale ended.
This post has been posted by me for 3WW for the 3rd of August. The words are: Drink, Feeble, Predict.