the-chipped-teacup

Day 1: Magic She had wanted to let in sunlight. Rumpelstiltskin had allowed the silly notion, if only to keep her from falling off the ladder again. But as the days went by he started to reconsider, his house, hardly a home, was far too warm now and especially too bright. There was a reason he covered the windows to begin with you know. Then Belle came in carrying the tray of afternoon tea. There was nothing special about this and yet there was. Each time Belle walked in front of one of the windows she simply shimmered, more beautifully then the day he took her from her home as she wore her golden dress. Her hair shined far more radiant t