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The Fair Maiden<br />
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She had a dream... Of a white chariot.... a tall tower with a fair maiden peering from the window. Hair that flows like ringlets of spun gold down from her head draping beautifully as it falls out of the window &amp; down the tower wall where she is captive. She had a longing for peace, a longing for true love, a longing to be rescued from the demons &amp; dragons that await her.<br />
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As the fair maiden waits she wonders what is to be her fate. She sits pondering over the life she has had. She wonders where everything went wrong. She wonders why the dreams always turn into nightmares.<br />
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She looks over the valley below &amp; is mesmerized by its beauty. A beautiful lush forest with every type of tree you could imagine. Here before her is a lovely lazy river teaming with life that winds around the castle &amp; tower &amp; continues deep into the forest. There are all types of flowering plants, bushes, trees, flowers, vines &amp; so much more. It&#39;s as if someone came along &amp; strategically wove the flowers throughout the forest &amp; around the castle. How beautiful this is. It&#39;s like an explosion of color. Yet it&#39;s a deception of what is truly inside this cold dark castle.<br />
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The fair maiden smiles as she is able to imagine herself dancing freely among the trees, flowers &amp; the beautiful lazy river.<br />
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As she continues to imagine, she thinks about how her long gauzy dress would flow in the breeze. As she twirls around in delight, her dress begins to take flight. Dance, dance, dance like only she can do. She dances to a symphony of birds singing, a breeze whistling through the trees, the sound of rippling water as it flows over rocks &amp; splashes against the river banks. There are many other animals, frogs &amp; bugs that join the sound of the music. All of which add their strongest most beautiful tone. How beautiful all of this is.<br />
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But all of the sudden, she is yanked away from her visions of bliss as she hears the rattling of chains which remind her of the pain in which the cold steal cuff &amp; chains cut deeply into her ankle. &quot;Oh yes&quot; she thinks to herself. &quot;I am captive to a fate unknown. Will it be the dragons &amp; demons that will be my demise or will it be....&quot;<br />
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Wait... She thinks she heard a rumble, a rattling of what seems to be a chariot. She listened closely.... trying to see if she had heard this correctly. But then, as fast as it had caught her attention, the sound seemed to have disappeared. She sighed a great sigh as a tear ran down her cheek. &quot;What will I do? How long shall I sit here with no direction of which I am to be lead? How can I find my way when destiny seems to send me into the abyss? Let me close my eyes &amp; dream a sweet dream. Let me live in a world where there is only peace, serenity, love and beauty.&quot;<br />
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Oh how she pleaded with God to save her from her own mind. Would she end up crazy or even become deranged because of waiting for what is unknown? Or will she become stronger, more resilient, and more imaginative because of her experiences?<br />
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She is battered, weak, frustrated &amp; tired. She walks away from the window into the reality of a dark, cold, dingy room where there is nothing but a pile of hay for her to lay her head. She proceeds to lie down &amp; she finally falls asleep.<br />
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What will be the future of this fair maiden? That is the question long overdue for answer.<br />
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