The Stroke of Midnight

Suddenly, the palace clock began to chime. Bong. Bong. Bong.

“Midnight!” Cinderella gasped.

She pulled away from the prince and ran, racing down the palace stairs as her beautiful gown began to fade back into rags.

In her hurry, one glass slipper slipped from her foot and landed on the stone steps. There was no time to turn back.

Cinderella disappeared into the night, leaving the prince holding nothing but a single glass slipper.