The Palace Of Recollection

Chapter 1: I dont wanna talk

Darkness...Yet with a blinding light... I cant hear anything...loud almost static like buzzing...but such deafening silence. I take a breathe but my lungs are burning for air... I open my mouth to speak...my throat is dry...and ill i taste is...

Cotton?

I jerk my head up only to hit a solid wooden beam. I gently take out the soft flowery smelling bunny out of my mouth 'Good Day To You Miss Ruth. It Has been awhile since i've last spoken to you. Well will need to catch up sometime. Maybe this wednesday? No? Plans? Well how about sunday brunch next week? Deal! See you then miss ruth; Lady over the rodents.' my head buzzes with that distant memory i try to remember more but it makes my headache worse. Still i try to remember anything else; how did i get here? What am i wearing? What was i doing then more like what was i doing for the past 5 years and why cant i remember any of it.

i crawl out from under the bed. "Where am i?' i look around this regal and Expensive looking room a beautiful dark royal blue canopy bed with gold fabric lining the protective shades. A faded red rug in the center a huge vanity with led bulbs golden colored fairy lights on the high ceiling a huge dresser one with many locks on almost each dresser. And what i can assume a huge closet filled to the near brim with fancy heels and unbearably big but comfy gowns and dresses.

Three work desks; one for writing and drawing, one for sewing, and one for crafting of sorts. There is a door with bubbles painted on it so i can assume it to be a bathroom and a crawl space door and a another door that locked tight with 2 separate locks with bottles filled with colorful and bubbly liquids painted on the door and finally a huge bookcase.

'Whose room is this?!?!?'

3rdpov

a sudden and loud snore startles the poor young woman as her head snaps back to the canopy bed the look of worry on her face and curiosity in her eyes. 'Is...is someone sleeping in the bed?' Breezy takes slow and cautious movements inching closer to the bed. She reaches out a shaky hand to quietly open the curtain. She shuts her eyes and yanks it open to see...