Write a story or poem surrounding this question: Can one be considered a prisoner if they are unaware of their captivity?...

Two years worth of bargaining, strategic planning, and negotiating in exchange for two minutes of speaking.

𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴, I remind myself. Perhaps if I say it enough, I ought to truly believe it.

“Are you listening!” Roman gripes, turning me towards him. We stand in front of the two golden gates to the the royal chamb...

“Come on now, hurry up!” Esme scolds. “I’m not wasting my coin for you to saunter at the pace of a snail.”

The coachman’s blistered fingers from the cold tighten around the reigns, and Esme watched in cruel delight as he debates what to answer.

“Yes ma’am.”

Ma’am? Esme repeats the word to herself. He can not be older than her, probably barely out of school! Though, it’s wouldn’t surprise her i...

I stagger into my chambers, letting my crown fall to the cold marble floor and hastily shed all jewels. Despite the silks and furs that drape me, I can’t stop shivering.

Everything is a blur, too dark and too bright, too hot and too cold. The taste of poison is almost sweet.

I stumble into the washroom, clutching the nearest iron pail and retching. Something so undignified for a prince has beco...

Around a lonesome hawthorn tree

The fairies dance in revelry,

Beneath the dark and cloak of night,

The swirl of stars shine with their might.

The fairies frolic, they sway and beam, Drinking from cups of the sweetest cream.

All reveling 'round they dance in threes,

Twirling like stars, delighting merrily.

They feast on fruits with golden shines

Drinking the creams of dizzy wines,

And then take...

On a dreary April day, the family of Beau Crow gather at his estate to read his final will and testament. Though his sudden passing was unexpected, none among his family shed a tear, save for the assistant who has served beside Crow for four years, Olive.

The Crow family assembles in what was Sir Crow's favorite room of the estate: his office.

The family has always been estranged in a way. There...

Your perfectly fine

…except you are not

Your eyes hold big lies

Scared you will get caught

They look pink and puffy

Red overlaps brown

Have you been crying

With your hidden frown

I know you have secrets

That I have too

But is your secret that bad

Do I really know you?

Your eyes carry guilt

Heavy with shame

Did you mess things up

Or is someone else to blame

Your eyes reveal all

the pain you ...