-Chapter 1-

She runs out of the door screaming, out onto the verrander and out into her garden. What was it that was making her scream? That grotesque form in her kitchen, that’s what. It had evolved into a monsterous being that had engulfed her mother into the tiniest crumbs. It left no trace of where her mother had been, the only thing that registered as human life was the finger nail markings in the old wooden table where the monster had ripped her away, taken her body and eaten her. The only sound that came from that house was the crunching of bones, the shredding of skin and screams as the mother was demolished, never to be seen again.

There is no need to cry for me my dear, I will always love you.

But lately, it has been hard.

No one has crashed and burned and been busted and broken as much as I have.

So ride that white horse, gallop along my prince charming, I know you will find me one day.

Among those birds, flying up to heaven, to see your angelic face.

I love you my dear.

Believe me when I say I want you.

I don’t want a fairytale, I just want you.

Signed, Ophelia

Take my hand dear child,

and i will lead the way,

to a place of desires and mystery,

take you from this world of decay.

There shall be rainbows at every corner,

colour will fill your eyes,

No more crying little child,

Everything they say is lies.

I’ll take you to a place of perfect,

where any dream can come true,

leave this world alone,

Just as it rejected you.

Among all the beauty,

Something isn’t right,

You are a bird dear child,

You must take your flight.

Do not be afraid my sweet,

nothing can hurt you now,

Your eyes are shut, body’s asleep,

You’re safe, this to you i vow.

Awake from this nightmare,

that we all call home.

It crumbles down around us.

Your last flight has been flown.

Signed, Ophelia.