All I knew was pain - a childhood filled with cruelty and villains who used and abused. Until Eolie. I first heard her sweet, angelical voice in the dark of night, when I lay bathed in my own impending death. Seventeen years later, it's not the nightmare she pulled me out of that haunts me, but the glimpse of Happily Ever After she revealed just before disappearing. They said she was a figment of my boundless imagination. A wish. A dream. Until I had no choice but to believe them, cherishing my imaginary savior the only way I knew how - in fiction and lore. But fantasy has a way of...
All I knew was pain - a childhood filled with cruelty and villains who used and abused. Until Eolie. I first heard her sweet, angelical voice in the d...