Concept: you and your best friend lying in a fairies’ meadow, and the fairy’s make flower crowns for you, the sky is pink, the flowers sing, you are safe. You are okay

you are not safe. that is not your best friend. RUN

The distant voice of warning fades into the back of your mind. You are happy. You are safe. You are comfortable. “Sleep now,” they whisper. “You belong with us. You belong to us.”


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