Don't let a kingor a princeor a fairytaletell you you are smaller than that or who you are meant to be.

You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.

We house both masterpiece and artist in this skin.So when you are disintegrated, trying to piece togetherwhat is left inside you, focus on this:You are not broken.You are simply dissembled for a whileas the artist inside rebuilds something infinite out of you.

There are no asterisks here. Your feelings are completely valid, you are under no obligation to pardon me, I have yet to earn it for putting you through fear.   What I am trying to say is, I know now that becoming kind is worth every single exhausting effort and sometimes it takes a thousand years.   Today, I apologised to someone I owe an ocean full of amends to.

Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.

That idea...it was you. You are the universe’s fairytale come true.