Brier-Rose

She’s perfect in every way; perhaps a little too curious, like a child in the way that could bring harm to herself.

So she falls into a deep sleep, and although her beauty is immortalised, it also becomes a legend, like buried treasure where everyone knows where the “X” is but no one has ever found.

It’s the easiest life that has ever been recorded, one where she doesn’t have to find herself, and one where she gets to keep everything, and so perhaps she’s not so beautiful after all.

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