joseph-50369984 @joseph-50369984
The memories of my life at the castle still haunt me. It was where I grew up, trapped behind stone walls and gothic arches, longing for freedom. My parents were strict with me, forcing me to follow their rules without any question. But as I got older, I began to rebel against them, seeking solace in my own desires.
As a young girl, I would often sneak out of the castle at night, feeling an overwhelming sense of restlessness and a desperate need for excitement. It was during these escapades that I discovered my passion for art, and it became my escape from the suffocating atmosphere of the castle. My parents didn't understand me, but they also couldn't deny my talent.
Years went by, and I continued to grow into myself as an artist. The royal family would often ask for my work, praising my talent and admiring my skills. But despite all this attention and adoration, I still felt trapped inside those castle walls, longing for something more than just fame and recognition.
