Disney has made sad stories end in a beautiful light. Disasters turn into Princesses who found their Prince. Kings who regained their kingdoms. Wizards who mastered their magic. Fairies who discovered their charm. Elves who realized that magic knows no height requirements. Some might call these stories fables...or illusions against reality. But, despite the magic and the fictional fabrications I call these stories optimistic. I call these stories a watered-down form of faith, but still faith nonetheless. Would life in a book be so bad? Would it be horrible to know that some magical godmother will come and grant you riches when all you had were rags? Would it be so terrible to find oneself in a castle that once belonged to some evil stepmother? I mean really--would it be awful seven friends who would chase and destroy evil just to make sure that you came out alive and not some victim to an eternal sleep? Life may not be a fairytale, and some people resent the lies that fairies tell...but what about the truths that they sprinkle over their pages? The truth that no matter what you can do JUST FINE.
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