the princess in the tower

[ry0un0suke]

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Once upon a time, long ago, there was a tower. Its tip touched the clouds and bore two windows, one east and west to catch the sun's rise and set. The door at the base boarded up. No one can get in but most importantly, the resident of the tower can't get out. A spiraling staircase connects top and bottom with no stop in between.
 
Step. Step. Step. Step.
 
The lone door opens. Yellow fabrics meet the eye. Golden curtains shield the sun and sun rays dazzle along a bed meant for a queen. Bur rather than a ruler, one smaller rests atop her, hands splayed across her midsection. A princess garbed in blue lies in her tower. Night and day pass and there she will sit. On occasion she'll stand, walk, pace. Sometimes she takes refuge in the windowsill. During the night and up so high, her garb positions her like a star in the sky.
 
Lonely.
 
One day, one upon a stead will give her needed salvation.
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What are these tales supposed to convey?
What purpose does fiction of a princess in a tower serve?
Should a knight come to her rescue and will all feel good at the end?
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Nonsense.
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Rise.
Bathe.
Eat.
Stretch.
Study.
Walk.
Walk.
Walk.
Eat.
Bathe.
Sleep.
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Repeat.