The manticore and the gryphon attacked his imagination.
“The Society of Mythical Creatures finds you… believable.”
The vampire hunter staked his fame on her.
“I wanna be a fairy princess.”
The swan longed to be an ugly duckling.
Her hair slithered toward his stony, chiseled face.
The donkey outwitted the king far too easily.
The Yeti smiled. “I don’t think you’re imaginary.”
A prince arrived but couldn’t wake sleeping beauty.
Young vampire brought home a mummy. Parents confused.
The mirror shattered as she looked at it.
The river flowed past peasants, vagrants, and kings.
The monster picked up the bus saving everyone.
After seven years she said, “Hi,” to him.
The prince longed to be a frog again.
He poured it down his gullet, then realized.
The camel plodded, regardless of his rider’s whip.
“I can be mythical. I swear I can!”
“Rumpelstiltskin!” the princess yelled at the confused giant.
He played the flute until the snake danced.