Maybe there aren’t any
happily ever afters, or white knights who ride in on valiant
steeds to save the day. Maybe, in real life, Prince Charming
isn’t always perfect – he’s just as flawed as
everyone else in the tale. And that princess, alone in her tower?
She’s not perfect either. Birds don’t braid her hair
every morning, she can’t serenade wild forest creatures
into servitude, and she doesn’t even own a ball gown. But
she’s also smart enough to know not to accept poisoned
apples from strangers, or pr¡ck her finger on deadly
spindles. She doesn’t wait around for a prince to charge in
and slay the dragon. Maybe she saves herself and in the end,
rides off into her own goddåmned
sunset.