Once, there lived a young girl in the outskirts of an imagined town in a dreamt world. Her life was all but reality. She laughed by day and read the night away. She was surrounded by a forest infested with faeries that kept her company when she got lonely. Then one night while she was reading a book long forgotten when she realized that her life was perfect. The thought should have been welcome, instead it made her cringe. She didn’t want perfection as a friend, she wanted reality. With that thought in her head, she ran. She ran and ran until she found her life again, her reality. She stepped into the world and was welcomed by a gust of smoke and unfamiliar faces. There were no faeries, no magic, no peace and no quiet. It was all but perfect but these imperfections, they were perfect.