#fubukos

The princess is right in front of her, yet she is unreachable. 

She ends every day with a headache splitting her head open. 

She’s waiting to be rescued, she has to believe. She wants to wake up, is what she tells herself. 

Sometimes she thinks she’s probably the witch instead, the fairy warped wicked with her jealousy. After all, wasn’t she the one who set the curse, sealed her away inside her castle?

With a kiss, of all things. True love’s kiss already squandered at the start, it makes her wonder if there’s really any hope left for them. 

Fubuki doesn’t know. But every day, the thorns pull at her less. She swears she can hear Psykos’ voice calling to her, from within the depths of her dreams.