"If you believe in ever afters, in magic, in dreams come true, your life will be full of miracles. It will be anything but ordinary. All you need, is to have faith and open your eyes wider."
Often life isn't what it seems to be ....
Hazel Smith is...
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Hazel felt like she had stepped into a child's fantasy.
The sky was a beautiful forget me not blue and the clouds lay like crayoned masses here and there. Amidst it all was the sun, a dot dripping with yellow.
The land was filled with vibrant hues; confectionery and candy bars. The icing on the ginger nut houses glittered in the sun and the ice cream mounds melted to make a river flow.
It was truly the most enchanting place Hazel had ever seen.
" Hazel !" Cindy's voice broke through her thoughts.
" Umm, yes." she replied, without taking her eyes off the marvellous sight.
" The gingerbread village may feel like ..."
" The land of my dreams !" Hazel said dreamily.
" But you must not lose yourself in its enchantment. We must cross this village as fast as we can."
" You make this place sound dangerous." Ced said.
" Sure it is. The harmlessness of the scene, the beauty of it, is treacherous. Everything about this place is meant to lure you in. Once you consume something from here, you will never be able to leave."
Hazel gaped at Cindy with surprise. "What the hell !"
" Yes. The place of your dreams can turn into your worst nightmare. What do you think happened to Hansel and Gretel ? It was the sweets that kept them in the witch's captive. You must beware."
Hazel shuddered, remembering how Kate and Kendrick always whined and ranted about not being able to visit the 'Land of Sweets'.
" You could eat, eat, eat and never return."
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They walked through the literally baked streets of the accursed heaven.
Now that Hazel thought of it, everything about the place made her nauseous. The aroma in the air, the brightness of the colours, the 'Welcome to Wonderland' vibe that the place radiated, had suddenly become haunting. It was as if she was holding on to her senses or they would let go of her.
All of a sudden, she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. She turned to see a gingerbread lady, crazily adorned in candy floss hair, sparkles and fondant. Her dark current eyes had a malicious glint in them.
" My dear sugarplum, how about a delicious doughnut ?" she offered. Her voice bewitched Hazel. It was like a rhythm meant to control her senses and sinew. An overpowering urge overwhelmed her .
A doughnut ? Why , she could have hundreds of them !
She found herself overcome by temptation. She wanted to relish the rich sweetness that the melting of food imparted, on her tongue.
