(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.
My brother. Always said I was a dreamer. In my brain there was always a place. That was like home but there was no way I could find it. It was like it wasn't here
But so close
For I the second son of the Miya Empire, must behave as one as not a dreamer. To be the silent prince to be married off for social climb and expansion as I watched my elder brother only by 7 minutes climb to the top of the monarchy.
My dear brother is far to kind of me, always been. Mother has never seemed to see me as an equal, just an opportunity. I was trained, raised to appear as a female. Married off before anyone realized.
The corset training of my childhood stunted my growth, my body turned more feminine, for I must be the perfect child for my brother to climb. But sometimes I feel the home I cannot reach and I run towards it to see nothing.
My soul purpose is to find a home, to find a place I can prosper in as much as my elder brother.