A Somewhat Logical Fairytale (The End)

Marina Campoy-LoVasco (’23) “I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!” exclaims the girl. The old woman looks at her, grins, and then turns her face away.  By that point, the dog has left the room and the girl is left alone with the old woman. Taking a better look at the old woman, the girl notices that her wrinkles have begun to smooth … Continue reading A Somewhat Logical Fairytale (The End)

A Somewhat Logical Fairytale (Continuation)

By Marina Compoy-LoVasco (’23) The girl kicks the tumbleweed away from herself in exasperation and begins running towards some imaginary place in the distance. After some time, the girl pauses to look back behind her. The terrain looks the same to her. For all she knows, she has not moved an inch from the position she had been standing in moments ago. “FINE,” the girl … Continue reading A Somewhat Logical Fairytale (Continuation)