Have you met Dandy?
She is walking right there, her pride supporting her whole weight. You can see it in her step. Each foot fighting the other in a fancy parade.
The clicks and clacks of her heels cause many a head to turn. But have you ever wondered why she’s always like this?
Have you ever wondered why her hair is so neat? Why her dress is always spotless? Or maybe why her clothes always match in color?
Doesn’t she put so much work and effort into the details so small?
She walked past you the other day, it was unnoticeable. Her perfume smells like field of dandies sweetened with berries from the most fertile fields.
I swear to god I haven’t seen her do a thing wrong.
So have you seen her? Maybe so.
Have you talked to her? I guess you tried. You got her so scared that she might have died. Have you wondered why?
I’ll tell you her secret. Maybe you’ll fix it.
Her bubble is thick as she has been fed lies. To block us all out as terrible ploys. She talks little, she kindles only when she’s with her tightest ringers.
If only she knew the truth. That we all want to be friends. That there are few of us that want to play mind games.
But shyness prevails. And only the brave make it in this game.
So will you break her out of her horrible fate?