Chasing Dreams

North is where the treasure is, they said. Holding on to the sliver of gold as if smitten with it, Jessica tried to be nimble, but panic set in as she tried desperately to go upstream. The narrowing of the banks of the river made the water surge against the grassy margins. The rushing waves skewed every step she attempted, slowing her down. As the light of the day dimmed, Jessica knew she had to flee this predicament soon. But then, a loud cackle made her startle

Her eyes widened with shock. Rumpelstiltskin was real, and so were the spindles!

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