Tell us a story, they ask. And she spinn pretty words and pretty lies from her fingers. She tell

them about fair princes and wise kings. She paint pretty quens, and innocent girls whit smiles

thet will break hearts. She dont tell them about ladies pulling their strings. She dont tel them about

men manipulate their words. She dont tel them about heroes playing vilians and vilians playing

heroes. She dont tell them what hapens after happlie ever after. Tel us as story, they ask.

And she spinn prety words and pretty lies, snd paint pretty pictures.

But she will never tell them the truth.