Princesses [100]

Once she asked for a sign and there were rainbows everywhere, dancing around her room like pieces of birthday cake. She lived in a big house then and knew nothing of how bills were paid; it was all magic and her little girls were princesses in matching dresses. The days were endlessly golden, one after another, yet she grew bored and threw pebbles at the glass until it shattered and rain slammed in sweeping everything away. See, he said, see. What did I tell you? She stood in wet grass with her daughters, staring out at a pale wavering moon.

Dazzle me!

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