He told her he didn't believe in fairies. That his friends were all logical, God fearing men. He told her that man was put on this earth to procreate, and animals to feed man. He told her he loved her, and meant it.
She believed in fairies and all things magical. She dressed in themes, according to violent mood swings and never the occasion. She laughed too loud and reason was just a word for the policy makers. She told him she loved him, and meant it.
They got married. They procreated. She began to dress for the occasion. He began to have mood swings.
Their children have moved away now, and call on birthdays and special occasions. It takes them longer to do anything, and her laugh is still too loud. He has lost all his teeth, eating meat is almost impossible. She measure reason by the medication she gives him. He has started to see the fairies...
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