Author's note: I started writing this really late one night. While I do have plans to expand upon it and make an actual fairytale of this, the ending that I tacked on made me laugh. You'll see it coming from a mile away (or you could just look down, but that's cheating), but so what? Sometimes life just needs a little silliness.
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One morning in the Land of Fairy a boy woke up. While this would not seem terribly remarkable, it was, because we all know that the Land of Fairy doesn't exist. The boy knew this too, so you can imagine his astonishment.
Fairy is a bright, vivid land. The green grass, regardless of which side of the fence it is on, is greener. The sky is bluer, and the sun is brighter and shines with a warmth that feels like a hug from the person you love the most. This was how the boy knew it to be the Land of Fairy.
The boy squinted up at the sun. He had be laying in the grass near a tall old oak whose leaves were shining like emeralds. The grass felt cool and soft.
The boy stood up, taking in a breath of the freshest, cleanest air he had ever breathed. A warm smile spread across his face and he thought, "I wish I could stay here forever."
Then a dragon swooped down and gobbled him up, and the boy got his wish.
The End
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