if the Twelve Princesses had never been caught,
spending every night dancing through the soles of their silk slippers and sleeping ‘til noon the next day...
if Odette had stayed the princess of the swans,
running through the dewy forest every night, picking primroses and counting the stars...
if Briar Rose had slept for eternity,
dreaming of the glittering cosmos as wild roses grew ‘round her body....
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