"We know the stories. We’ve heard the tales. Don’t taste, don’t even try. But faerie fruit calls, and winged maidens whisper “You’ve been told a lie. For what could be sweeter than to be fed, on honey, and clover, and faerie fruit red.”~ Autumn Rozario Hall.
This is for the girls who dare to taste. Girls who dream. Girls who may feel lost at times. Girls who burn fierce like fire, fierce with wanting. Girls who read, who are overlooked, who look, truly see. Girls who flirt with darkness, dance with moon lit trees. Girls who kiss crows. And laugh with out holding back.
We are the girls who taste the faerie fruit. And we are alive.