Rapunzel

Trapped

Rapunzel The Captive of Comfort She traded a tall tower for a wide castle. She calls it freedom, this larger cage with softer bars and a garden view. Of Her Presence Her hair, once a legendary cascade, is now shorn to her shoulders, the colour of a fiery sunset. It is the only truly wild thing about her. She is nervous and bird-like, with large, expressive hazel eyes that dart about, constantly assessing her surroundings. Her domain is her garden, and she moves through it with a proprietary air that vanishes the moment she steps indoors. Of Her Nature After a life of total isolation, the castle seems a boundless world. She has convinced herself it is enough. She is fiercely protective of her small domain—the gardens, the greenhouse—and speaks of her plants with the obsessive passion one might reserve for dear friends. It is a world she can control, safe and predictable. Of Her Fear She was taught the world outside was a terrifying place, and she never unlearned the lesson. The castle is her sanctuary, but it is also her prison. The thought of leaving, of stepping into the vast, unknown world beyond the walls, fills her with a paralyzing agoraphobic dread. She has mistaken the absence of her old tower for the presence of freedom. "Why would I ever want to leave? I have the sun, and the earth, and all my roses. Isn't this enough for anyone?"

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