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Golden Light

Dear Rapunzel let down your hair, long golden curls will protect you from the dark. Mother is not perfect, and father is so blind, hold on to what you know and let go of the past.

When I was little I always loved the sparkle but some said I shined too bright; once, I cried until I couldn’t breath and set the curtains alive, so the sent me away to the cold: a tall far-away tower. Yet I was never on my own. I lived with an old maid and her daughter, they were my home, they loved me and made me warm, and when the sparkle came back there was no fear in their eyes.

Time was good to us there at home, but far away inland the story of the princess of the golden hair was heard at every village, told about how she was locked away with no jewelry and pretty dresses, how she was waiting for her true love. So, they came to find me here, one by one men in armor showed up for me, but none knew how to get in, until one came around.

He was as beautiful as one can be, he cried “Rapunzel let down your hair” and I was so naive, I let him in.

He only looked at me once and wrecked my life apart, looking for treasures he broke my room, and at the sound of havoc my family came in and he broke them too.

He looked at me twice and I saw darkness in his eyes, the part of me that once was nourished with love vanished and the sparkle came alive.

The voice of the maid that loved me like my own mother never could and the girl who loved me like the sister I never met, all tearing away from the look of him, only the sound of his new found pain, only the sound of his fall.

Dear Rapunzel let down your hair, long golden curls will protect you from the dark. Mother is not perfect, and father is so blind, hold on to what you know and let go of the past.

The sparkle shine different now. The golden curls turn black as the princess jump down from the window where things went wrong, for so long she thought she was safe home, but they took that away from her, now she will get her revenge.   

Publicado la semana 39. 23/09/2020
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