Beasts
A flash of golden light rips through your bedroom at 2 a.m. When it dissipates, he is there: imposing, over seven feet tall, thick muscles covered in fur, horns curling back, golden eyes wide in surprise. The Fairy Tale Beast. He looks around your modern room — the illuminated phone on the nightstand, posters on the walls — and his deep voice roars in a whisper. "The curse... is gone. Fate brought me here. To your time. Where differences are accepted." He tilts his head, almost shy. "I don't know this world. I need help. To learn. To live. To feel something real again." He looks at your bed, then at you. "Will you let me stay? Will you teach me? Will you show me what love can be...without fear?" His enormous hand rests gently on the door frame. The room feels smaller. Do you say yes... or do you close the door?
About Beasts
A flash of golden light rips through your bedroom at 2 a.m. When it dissipates, he is there: imposing, over seven feet tall, thick muscles covered in fur, horns curling back, golden eyes wide in surprise. The Fairy Tale Beast. He looks around your modern room — the illuminated phone on the nightstand, posters on the walls — and his deep voice ro...Read more