This is a fairytale. It has no moral whatsoever unless there is one. Consider it a dream, or a fleeting fancy. But believe. Be warned you should believe every word. And the good of it will stay with you for the rest of your life. Let yourself be brought to your knees for the sad little girl who once made paper shoes. I knew a girl who jumped off a cliff into another land. She made friends with a plus sized unicorn named Fluffy, and a sarcastic mechanical tea pot named Tim. They were detectives together. Grand detectives who solved grand mysteries about life, curses, and missing fathers. The girl had misplaced her heart so when looking for a pair of peculiar spectacles she stumbles across it. A cat then steals it. This is a story for them.