It’s all I’ve ever known. The walls, they watched me grow up. Now I stand past them about to embark, spread my wings-. But all I can think about is going back, back to the comfort of familiarity. Back to my life, my home though all I’ve ever wanted was this, what I have now this feeling, this freedom, and yet I can’t help but look back dreading this moment in time. This castle was never a home just a place I stayed at. Yet I can’t help but crave it. All my belongings were items I should like, dresses I should want to wear, all frilly and pink it’s everything I’m not. Just a cold reminder of how alone I am. Now I stand on my balcony where servants and subjects once loyal claw at my door, trying to capture me. For heavens sakes I’m about to jump off the damed balcony with only a rope to save me from death! This is the adventure I dreamt of for all these lonely years. Spent so many days daydreaming this very thing, so why can’t I jump leave this awful place behind. This was a treacherous home-exactly that, home, it kept me fed and sheltered. I relied on it, it was my stability and one constant. Though I’m already talking as if it’s in the past so why can’t I bind the seal? I need to do, not think, do-. I’m falling- screaming loving every moment of it! I’ll miss you home, for I know that’s what you were to me. I whisper as the wind spreads my voice like dandelion seeds.