sweetdreamerbrynn

The first night she went to the Midnight Carnival, Nan told Darcie to go to bed early, because she had broken her doll again. As Nan tucked Darcie in and told her what a bad girl she had been before kissing her on the forehead and leaving the room, neither the nurse nor the girl had any idea of the adventures in store for that night. Darcie was restless. Darcie did not want to go to bed early. Darcie was not tired. Darcie wanted to play. A flutter by the window; what could it be? Out of curiosity, Darcie pushed the covers away from her little body and climbed out of bed, going to the window and putting her hands on the pane. A shining black