No fairy tale, this. This was by no stretch of the imagination a polished fantasy. This was a searing, living force, rough around the edges, unfamiliar and bittersweet. And precious.

V.S. Carnes
No fairy tale, this. This was by no stretch of...
No fairy tale, this. This was by no stretch of...
No fairy tale, this. This was by no stretch of...
No fairy tale, this. This was by no stretch of...
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To describe it as a fairy tale is to give it too much credit. This is not a polished fantasy, something made to appear perfect. This is the real thing. This was not made by some artist for its beauty, but made by someone who felt the need to say something that could have been said if she had had the courage. Much of what is in this quote comes down to what people are willing or unable to say out loud about the world around them.

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