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Another World By Samantha O’Neil Faeries can be evil creatures who play tricks on the mind. Do you see me? Do you hear me? The way they walk, speaks royalty. Their words speak another world, foreign to the tongue. The beauty that radiates off them is unreal. Glamour? You will never know. Do not speak to them is playing in your mind. Old wives’ tales handed down from generations before you. You will fall under their spell with a glance. Curiosity captivates your soul. With one word, you’ll be enslaved for eternity. Folklore rules you shouldn’t have broken. You’re thrust into a world truly unknown. All sense of reality gone within seconds. The rooms decorated with gold and diamonds. Every presence you feel is regal. Never sip the wine, it’s not meant for you. A whirlwind hit you, time moves in milliseconds. Solstice. Festivals. Parties. Drink. Drank. Drunk. Dark. Black. Gone. Dancing is all you’ll remember. Body aching, dirty feet, glimpses at last night. Faster. Faster. Faster. They all drunkenly cheer. You are thrown back into the real world without a reason why.


You wish to enjoy their parties and the ways of the Fae. But you will never break the rules again. Do you see me? Do you hear me? They say to you as you pass. Your eyes stay straight ahead, and you continue your path of normalcy.


Another world