She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

So tempted to ask,
for the sake of knowing,
and to get my mind off it.

Damn, i need some sleep. back to top?