Dangling my feet over the ledge of the stone castle, I looked at the wobderous world before me.
All I could see was the greenness of earth breathing.
Mountains scaled the edge of sight.
In those moments of reflection, seated alone at sun set, I breath the chilled air in, feeling it cool my insides.
Well. You are going to have to work for me. Because the prince endures a dangerous route to the princess, always.
My feet kick back and forth like a small happy child. Separated between us is a giant wall made of smooth brick.
I love watching you work for me. I smile below as you wonder what you will try.
So, what happens if you find a way to the top where I am sitting….
well.. I haven’t decided yet…
maybe you can ask me one question…
I can tell you a riddle.
Did the scarecrow get –