Prologue: What if?
Down the Rabbit Hole
Prologue
Once upon a time there was Cinderella who never lost her shoe, there was Snow White who never escaped her cruel fate, there was Sleeping Beauty who died before anyone kissed her, there was Beauty who never fell in love with the Beast, there were three little pigs who got eaten by the wolf, there was Red Riding Hood who was never saved, and there was Peter Pan who was forced to grow up. There were no princes and no princesses. Just us crossing paths million times and never meeting. Broken hearts and lies, that's all we had.
Fairy tales are nonsense, anyway.
A man stood by the railing of the brightly lit Hannam Bridge, his gaze fixed on the murky waters below. A gust of wind tossed his hair to the side and he wrapped his stylish trench coat tighter around the expensive Armani suit. Not once had he come there with only one thought on his mind – to die. But every time he failed to climb over the railing and jump down, for what use would it be to die when he was already dead?
But
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What if fairy tales were real?
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