The wind blew gently through the vast and lush expanse of the forest while the birds chirped excitedly in the turbulant sea blue sky. The sun was a beautifulorange that lit the surrounding clouds to a brilliant angel cotton white. The castles that loomed ahead was made of stone and shaped with spires and overlapping rock and sturdy cement, like any fairytale princess fantasy, it had horse drawn carriages and knights in shining armor.
But like any beggars child, a luxery as that was too much for the poor and one can only dream that their luck would change I sat with my knees tucked beneath myself, overlooking the castle in the deepest part of the forest. My secret place that wasn't apart of the village in which I live. Nobody knows but my little brother Kellen. My parents understood that I needed space because of my age and when they wanted my help which seemed like everyday but when there was no complaining about daily chores at home. When they asked for my help, I did it to make them happy.
