Knights

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A magical voice rang through the forest. Birds and woodland creatures alike would gather around the sweet voice of this woman. If she wasn't stuck in a massive tower, she would hear the scurries of tiny feet making their way to the buildings base. There were small purrs and chirps, tails swayed back and forth and wings batted against air to listen to the tunes.

"One day.~ Oh yes, one day.~"

A bright, blue bird flew to the edge of the towers roof. It's small head leaned over the edge to gaze into the window at the dancing adolescent.

"I'll be safe, in the arms of the strong.~" Her words came of like water against stone, it slipped perfectly off. The woman smiled down to the floor, remembering the wishes she had asked for many years now.

Her eyes gazed against the white, marble floor. It's cold feeling against her (s/c) feet made it a little less desirable to look at. "The worthy and the brave.~ Take me away, from this place I call home.~"

"In the eyes, of the knight.~ I pray they forever are a joy, with a heart of gold.~" The sweet young woman let her feet dance against the hard floor, her loose, crimson dress gliding along with her swaying body. Her feet made small pitter patter sounds as they carried her into another room.

Gazing at her surroundings, it became apparent that she was now in her kitchen. Pots and pans decorated the top of the island in the center of the room. Placing her hand against the marble counter top she noticed it was dirty from last nights baking. She scoffed at her own forgetfulness. "One day.~ Oh yes, one day.~"

Biting the bottom of her lip she move to the sink after grabbing a hand towel. Having the towel now damp, she cleaned the counter of its messes before finding contents to make a breakfast meal.

"My life will be more than this hopeless tower.~" The joyful woman hopped up each and every step she took up the stairs. Placing her hands against the top step she crawled her way back to standing straight up. Her stunning (e/c) gazed at the surrounding.

A gorgeous window opened to the skies that hovered above and protected the sunlight debugging her soft skin. The woman pursed her lush lips, the kind smell of dew in the morning against the forest of oak tress was always a delight. Walking over to the small garden she picked out vegetables and a few fruits for her breakfast. Taking her steps back to the floor below, she waltzed over to the kitchen.

In no time her mouth opened to welcome the sweet apple and bitter spinach mixture. Humming lightly to the taste, the woman smiled.

To her this was a paradise, but the song was also her dreams.