Letter
To: Prince Charming
From: The Sleeping Beauty
Prince,
Because I don’t live in a fairytale,
But in the ugly image of Reality.
Because your horse’s hoofs are damaged,
And I got tired of pretending to be sleeping,
Because you kissed all the beauties,
That you met on your way,
(and on the highways)
Because… even asleep I’m not dumb.
So, Prince, there is no point of you arriving.
I married the brother of the farrier,
He is a blacksmith. Of happiness. Not a puff.
And he does not communicate with other fairytales.
Don’t even think of sharpening you sword.
He’s a blacksmith and he is a tough one.
The fairytale ended a long time ago.
For you - I don’t give a rat’s ass anymore.
Sincerely,
The Sleeping Beauty
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