In magic land far away
Amongst people whose voices
The rich don't sway
A dreamer's life will change forever
When a spell is placed upon her.
Told to spin golden thread
Unable to, yet afraid
Told if not she will be dead
Seeks the help of a forgotten fae
And may regret it to this day.
The cunning fae will place the spell,
Not a princess, but a pauper
Oh but one fae will tell
Prevent the one hundred year sleep
From within the forest deep.
Put into this mix
A sorrowed Lady
The dark visitor who will lift her hex
Place in fate in the hands
of a maiden who can barely stand.
Upon this maiden rests the life
And livelihood of all she knows
A prince can aid her in the strife.
She will seek to aid the kingdom,
But with dark forces rising,
Will she survive?