In a castle in the forest is where she had lived for a hundred years or more. Never aging a day. Not even a touch of grey whispered a hint of passing time her way...
Her castle began to crumble.
Crawling vines replaced stone walls...
She lived on berries and seeds...
And fruit off the trees...
Sipping water from the clearest stream...
She was friends with fauns and winged beings...
How did she get there, alone in that castle?
And, where had everyone gone?
Was she you?
Was she me?
She walked up the stairs to her bedroom, day after day, locking the door behind her -
Wondering if she would ever wake up, from what seemed like the longest dream...
A never-ending dream, in an abandoned castle, deep in a forest green...
Is this a place where you have been?
That space between real, and everything else?
You tell me.
♥
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