That's the truth! I always seem to find ways of putting myself right where there is possibility of exactly that, but somehow usually manage to stay safe and unharmed. Someone greater than me is looking out for me, of that I am certain.
Prompt: You are having a very realistic dream. In this dream, you are approaching a castle. What unusual reason do you have to be at this castle? What do you say to the two guards standing outside it to gain entrance?
...... I arrive clothed in a darkness blacker than night and climb the hill toward the castle, my staff grasped in my right hand. As I near the castle, the guards avert their gazes afraid of the darkness nearing them. "She has called for me," I say to them; my words, breathless whispers in the cool evening air. "Please enter," replies the one on the left, fear keeping both of their eyes toward the ground. As I walk the main road to the castle, commoners run and hide, pulling their children into their hovels and closing their doors and shutters. I take a moment to ruminate on the past as I continue along. These people didn't always show such fear toward me. There was a time I too was a bright flame of hope and joy in their lives; in the Before Times when I too called the castle home. My golden haired sister and I were the pride of our father and the kingdom. But pride and vanity corrupt the soul. Oh the pain, anger, and sorrow it took to turn me into what I now am! Years of envy led to this hate and malice, this fear and shunning from the people. I laugh like a madwoman as I walk toward my nemesis, my sister. "Let us see what Hope needs from me now! Let us see what the light requires of the darkness."
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