My dearest museA Chapter by Moonie~suffering from a writer's block~
My muse is sleeping,
oh wake up, dear sweet heart. You have missed so much. So much has happened. Your sleepy little blonde head needs to rise and shine. Now blink open your amber eyes, startled by the sudden light, catch the flaxen strands that have escaped and tie them neatly. Wake up, dearest fair friend, no prince is coming, it's only me.... with a saucepan in hand!
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