Much to the chagrin of Ezra (who certainly does not think of himself as the beast, and I do), I have decided to share my thoughts on my all-time favorite fairy tale, Beauty and the Beast. I have always seen myself in Belle. Her love for reading books and her devotion to her father. Most importantly, her ability to look beyond appearances and stand her ground for what she believes in. It is a sacred story of magical moments. Despite her various attempts to reason with them, she fails to stop the mob.
But as always,
Only True love can break the spell.