“It was once a tall, bushy tree this one”, he said as they were walking about old ruins.
“In a princess’ castle!” she added all bubbly.
Analine was still young with a vivid imagination and the innocence of a sweet child. She concocted stories in her head about a dream world and retained the optimism that it could be realised.
She would soon grow and learn.
That the world isn’t always as prudent as it looks.
That not everyone is happy when you are.
That appearances don’t always reveal true intentions.
That intuition is usually always right the first time.
Also part of Friday Fictioneers