More Blazing Bedtime Stories
Into the Woods\Once Upon a Mattress
She was going to kill that elf.
Her feet hurt. Her cloak was snagged and torn by brambles. Her wings itched. Still, she pressed onward, her wand out of sight but at the ready in case Rumplestiltskin's no-good, great-great grandson had lied when he'd pointed her down the path to her emancipation. The chasm between her world and the next—the so called "real world"—had to be around here someplace. Tatiana had to find the doorway tonight or she'd go mad. If she had to listen to yet another vapid, airheaded princess sing another saccharine aria listing all the impossible qualities Tatiana should find in the "prince of her dreams," she was going to puke a rainbow.
She stumbled in a divot on the uneven ground, caught herself, cursed, then looked over her shoulder at the land behind her. In the far distance, sparks of the golden glow that hovered above her homeland defied the darkness. At one time, she'd thought the place remarkably beautiful—enchanting and full of promise and possibility. Just like her. Four hundred years later, she could hardly picture the girl who' ... read full excerpt from: More Blazing Bedtime Stories ebook
