Cinderella’s Glass Collar !!top!! -

She danced until dawn, and the collar never crossed her mind.

And so the collar was made. It was a delicate band of blown glass, cool as a winter stream, that fastened at the back with a tiny silver lock for which only her stepmother held the key. Each morning, Cinderella rose before dawn, and each morning, her stepmother clicked the collar shut around her neck. cinderella’s glass collar

“Glass,” Lady Tremaine said, handing the blueprints to the court glazier. “Pure, flawless crystal. I want it to catch the firelight so everyone sees exactly what she is: beautiful, but breakable. A thing to be looked at, never to touch.” She danced until dawn, and the collar never crossed her mind

Cinderella took a breath so deep her ribs ached. Then she let her godmother dress her in starlight and silence. Each morning, Cinderella rose before dawn, and each