A Grimoire

By Her Beautiful Melancholy

 

A Grimoire of a fairytale

Relapse- no relapsing or stagnancy. 

What's the difference between the two? 

Stagnant. Not moving forward yet not taking a step backward either. "No progress". A lot like limbo, you're neither here nor there. Just in-between. Just...there. 

...And then there is relapsing. I doubt I need to clarify anything there. It's pretty much self-explanatory. 

Sigh... 

Depression is something so misleading. A beautiful nightmare. A broken ballad that plays the most enchanting, bewitching, and heartfelt melodies.   

It's something that if left unchecked or ignored "will" lead to a most unfortunate end.  

Not every story has a happy ending and depression often looks like a fairytale before taking a turn for the "Grim brothers". 


Not every "Castle" means a happy ending.

And

Not every "Dungeon" means it's a prison.

That "Hero" might not be your savior but the real villain within your tale.

And as for that cold, ruthless monster. The "Villian" you loath so much.

Well, the very thing you fear and hate might be the "Hero" you've been looking for so long.


Not every "Castle" means a happy ending. 

And 

Not every "Dungeon" means it's a prison. 

Things aren't always what they appear to be. 

Even a castle made entirely out of glass Could be the most beguiling of them all. And host the grandest fasad of all time! 





A gleaming Castle made out of translucent material. Everyone can see in from the outside.  

Nothing is ever private or hidden. 

The universe can see everything. Everything or can they really... 

 


 

 





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