Free; A short story.

She was a princess; and a queen; and a leader

She was stunning and punctual

A poetic goddess with a gleaming smile

Anything and everything at her fingertips

Although she never asked for it

So beautiful and yet so sad and lonely

Its true that money can’t buy you happiness

Nor can beauty define your soul

She wept many nights and days

Wishing she could be swept off her feet

And taken far, far from here

For the constraints of her life were a world of hell

She wanted so badly to see outside these walls

The walls built to protect

Yet desecrated everything sacred

The walls circled her like vultures

Awaiting her death to finally close in

She stayed awake late nights to watch the constellations

Every shooting star a wish

And many tears that followed

One late night on a full moon s

Guards tending to other things

Her royal queen decided she can no longer stay

She fastened bedsheets to a tree

And fell hard on the ground outside the walls

The wind whispered through the trees

As she walked along a path to unknown

And when morning rised

She was on her own

The princess had never felt so alone

So vunerable; but she continued to walk

The sun continued to rise

And the birds began to chirp

Like the birth of a new world

And the sun kissed her skin

And the world finally made sense

That she was finally vulnerable

Finally independant

Alone and on her own

Peace and serenity

It all began.

 

Nina