As Brenna sits and looks out the tower’s tall window she sighs about to fall asleep. She looks left and right, it’s been thirty years and there is no prince to be seen. Mother has gone out picking berries for dinner again, the same thing every day, berries and jam with toast. You’d think it was a nice meal for Brenna but she’s been eating it everyday, and if she refuses, she gets a beating. It was nice at first, but now it’s just repetitive. As she sits there looking out the window, she notices Mother has not come back yet, at her usual time. Time is hard to tell though with no clocks or anything but once the sun starts setting, that’s when she knows Mother comes back soon. But this time Mother does not return. Brenna waits and waits and waits but she never comes. She looks out the window one last time and decides this is the end of her Mothers’ reign. It is time she escapes.

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Brenna looks back out the window and the sun is setting against the green hills and white mountains. She takes a knife and cuts her long dress till it’s short and sews a pair of pants. She puts these on and slides on her Mothers’ slippers. She digs around in the closets and finds a rope that she attaches to the window. She makes sure it’s tight and secure before tossing on a sack with an unlit candle, matches, and some bandage cloth. She puts on her secret handmade cape, for this moment she was planning on escaping, and slides down the rope, touching the cold grass. She runs through the hills and tall spruce trees not caring where she end up, but knowing she has done it, she has once and for all, escaped.