I am losing my mind.
dungeons entrap me. princesses are not supposed to be sent here.
the princess is supposed to live in a tower, not here. never here.
I must be going crazy, the walls seem to tighten every day.
My hands are not cuffed together. I have nothing but a window. the doors are only their to tease me as they are all locked. everything is locked. I cannot leave, I cannot escape. this is pointless.
My mind is spinning, as it has no space to run, or to walk, or to even go insane.
This place. this place, I will die here
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Inconsistence
Short StoryI can't seem to write a cohesive story. so I think this should just be like. partial journals and one shots of random things. yep.
